I haven’t done the Wordle for the Sunday Whirl in a while, but these words leapt out at me. I think it’s because I’ve been immersed in the October Memoir and Backstory Blog Challenge for the last two weeks.
All of you who know me know I don’t consider myself a poet, but here’s what came out of this week’s Wordle list. It breaks the chain of memories by jumping ahead a few years, but it still fits the challenge.
Here are the words: umbrella, deeper, inherit, excuses, stand, become, thunder, childhood, joined, vowed, shifts, light . . .
We needed umbrellas that hot afternoon.
The end of June, thunderstorms were common
but this one didn’t last long. The clouds soon
shifted and light broke through. We would have to dig
deeper for excuses—I in my white dress
and he in a tux that didn’t quite fit.
In an upstairs room I waited, wilting.
My childhood friend pushed back my damp bangs
and grasped my hand, but what did she know
about standing in the church, poised
to be joined to a boy it turns out I hardly knew?
My father waited at the top of the stairs,
and I wondered what would become of me.
Then he walked me down, and the boy and I
vowed to cherish, to inherit each other’s woes.