The Sunday Whirl ~ Wordle 539 ~ #Poetry

For me rain brings new smells
The vibration in the air changes
Brushed with new opportunities
There is no hesitation
As I lace my nails with gold varnish
Ready to cut through a new day
The body upstairs lies bleeding
Two shots in the head
Miss Moneypenny insisted 
that the leak be plugged
The facts must remain top secret
Job done; my day had started well…

© AnitaDawes 2022

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