It's 3WW time, again.
This week (CLXIII) the words are errant, hanker, and murky.
Further, as usual, each haiku gets its very own American sentence title.
We all host dark desires, but most let them be, to slip away; thank God.murky minds harbourerrant thoughts and hanker forthings best left alone
The scene: a sweltering day, solitude, us, a creek and a blanket."I hanker for a..."She paused. Errant hormones gushed;murky hopes arose...
Lazy day out of the lawman's way; too hot to fish, too hot to work..
Errant fry dartedin the murky water. Jedhankered for moonshine.
I'll catch up on 3WWs missed another time.
Oh. And I am now adding music to my posts. We'll see for how long... But, today...
Click to hear 'Moonchild (Born to Weed)' by Sweden's Girls with Moustaches
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