Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Word Poem

A few interesting words...

purblind
sunder
squall
carnage
plexus
recumbent
clay
quaff
pukka
vitriolic

His vitriolic gaze was obvious, even by his profile.
He seemed to be purblind in his rage and nothing else existed.
She remained recumbent in the corner behind him.
Her fear was pukka and she was powerless to hide it.
Each of them could see the squall ahead and sunder was the only way out.

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