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This love thingWasn’t my callingSentimentNot a thing I could standYet you right zoomed inSo enthrallingPut a wrenchTo my solo life plannedAnd thoughI haven’t finished falling,It’s good to knowIt’s with you where I’ll land dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #173: Zoom Poems dVerse ~ Poets Pub on Quadrille Monday De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) had us zooming around the history of a humble four letter…

Several long years in the void of Living on the brink in frightment Of an orange-haired menace destroyed of Any enlightenment But now Karma’s been employed of Things, yes, I’m zooming in delightment Petty in my schadenfreude With just one little word Indictment dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #173: Zoom Poems dVerse ~ Poets Pub Yesterday on Quadrille Monday De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo)…

In our town after a blizzard ice is always pure white the only question is whether it will be the white of a funeral pall or that of a bridal gown the direction of the wind is always what makes the most important difference ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Quadrille #168

‘As a boy I once dreamed’….I think it was a dream’, Fred told his therapist…;of my having murdered a woman in a black dress . I have never once told anyone of this dream though I often think I see someone, among friends and relatives, who resembles my victim. ‘ ‘The only thing I particularly remember about the dream is her dress. Everything I do is stitched with is color.’ ‘My wife and…

Whenever he saw that one woman’s name the font the colors all were always so Bold ‘must be the only girl for me,’ said he something about the way she enunciated her name when she introduced herself told him he was right about her ““““““““““““` Q44 #167: BOLD-ly Go.

I will be BOLD!

You’re too brazen girlwas oft the scold.Be quiet and meek,Fit in this mold But my carefree soul was finding,That it chaffed in the binding. So, this woman breaksfrom convention’s hold.Aye, I will be daringI will be BOLD! “I Have Been Set Free” by Joanne Holbrook dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Q44 #167: BOLD-ly Go dVerse ~ Poets Pub Today on Quadrille Monday, Dee (WhimsyGizmo), prompts us to go boldly…

I graduated from the eighth grade and was then a freshman in high school fifty years ago this new year is an echo as Janus has made his presence known the champagne and Robert Burns’ ‘Auld Lang Syne’ are at a much more significant invisible borderline this year Fireworks And A Dripping Tap

Teetering Perilously On the precipice

I The one Teetering Perilously On the precipice Shamed To call What I knew Before as best For now I do know That Nothing Not a thing Could possibly Be as candy sweet As Screaming Loud His name In arrival Of la petite mort dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #166: I Like Candy dVerse ~ Poets Pub Yesterday on Quadrille Monday, Mish, got her sugar rush on at the bar and invited us to put a sweet spin to quadrille. I…