waves weaving that wondrous light
while warnings crushed windy toward
winged winners Samotrace wrapped deep

wails wearing that woeful insight
weezen warbles hung wildly across
winding windrows of papers ranked up

whales whealed in the wholehearted floods
willfully wandering the burden whirling around
whipped whiffing depths, wracked splinters

warlords weaseling nights’ woeful crystal
wheels waspily rolling in weakness downward
wincing within, defeatless, the wraiths of the sleep