Weekend Wordle #2

Books adorning walls

In the big library hall

My own paradise

 

Wordle is a maze

Deep, darkening, enticing

Short of ideas

 

A funeral pyre

May consume an earthly form

Unscathed spirit lives

Kite plays with the wind

Desires for a higher sky

A finger controls

 

Leaders touch the ground

On a begging from door to door

Oh, there’s election

 

A red dawn

Sea water blazing

A boat sails

 

A pair of sweethearts

They are yet to name the day

We are curious

 

This tycoon’s

A grounded huge tree

Of humble birth

 

An alive planet

Needs hundreds of well wishers

To keep it going

 

Posted for Prompt 13 – Weekend Wordle #2 @ A prompt Each Day