as sunrays gently tickle them
muddled thoughts awaken one by one
sleepily rubbing their blurry eyes
they troop in my mind unbidden
but one faster and given to caper
jostles and careens past others at
full tilt, to land head first on the paper.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host Lillian says: The word for today’s Quadrille is “careen”. Remember, you must use the word itself, or a form of the word, not a synonym for the word. And the word must appear in the body of your poem of exactly 44 words, sans title.
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those acrobatic thoughts, at least they still flow … nice one sis!
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Yep, at least they do. 🙂
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for which we are greatly blessed!
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oh this is nice and cute Punam 🙂
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Thanks a lot, Vignesh. 😊
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How lovely this happens. Love your words. With words like those, Bet you’re never at a loss for what to write. what a gift you have! Amazing. Keep going. This one is amazingly lovely. 👏
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That is so sweet of you to say, Selma! Thanks a lot. I am grateful that they flow on their own. 😊
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An intriguing piece Punam, and I adore your finale stanza …
” but one faster and given to caper
jostles and careens past others at
full tilt, to land head first on the paper.”
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Thanks a lot, dear Ivor. I am so glad you do. 💙
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Ah! They are mischievous, these thoughts and words. I enjoyed their frolicking.
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So they are, Sadje! Glad you enjoyed their romp. 😊
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I always do. 😍
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❤️😊
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👍🏼
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This is perfect, Punam. It actually makes me think of sperm swimming towards the ovum! Only one of them makes it…
❤
David
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David, you made me sputter and splutter into my tea!
Actually you are so right! It could have easily been about the sperm and the ovum. 😀❤️
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I hesitated before writing that, but I thought you wouldn’t take offense, Punam.
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Why would I! I read it again and thought…blazes! I can use the same to write about reproduction!! 😂😂
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Careen is such a pleasant-sounding word. Never heard of it before. Such an awesome work with the prompt! 😀
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Thanks a lot, Sahana! It is an interesting word. 😊
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Makes me think of summer 🙂
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I am glad it does. 🙂
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It does. Reminds me of being small and sleeping at my grandmother’s house, waking on summer mornings and watching the sun shining through the curtains.
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That is such a lovely memory for sure. 🙂
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A very vivid one.
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So beautifully expressed Punam! ❤️
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Thanks a lot, Ingrid.
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Beautiful✨
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Thanks, Shreya. ❤️
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You’re welcome.
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Ha! Love this one!! Ideas and poetic phrases do jostle and careen around the cranium before one pops out – like the small child that bounces off the trampoline and is caught in his mother’s arms!!
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Great! I love that analogy, Val. Reminds me of my kids’ childhood. 😊
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Lovely and such a beautiful imaginery, Punam. The picture is so apt with your poem.
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Thanks a lot, Kamal. I am glad you liked the pic too.
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Welcome always dear Punam 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
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Wonderful post for the prompt. Makes me think of the Muse with words popping around in my head until just the right one comes out on the page and the Muse strikes!
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That is such a fun image! Thanks to your prompt I could write this.
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The errant one wins the race … this is pure delight!
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Thanks so much, Helen!
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That’s wonderful hon. bravo.
xoxo
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Thanks a lot, Gabriela! ❤️🌷
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My pleasure hon. Sending love.
xoxo
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🥰🥰
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🌺🌺🌺
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Fabulous!
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Thanks a lot, dear.
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To capture the words and put them on paper… it is sometimes a challenge, but once it is done (like this) it deserves all my praise.
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It sure is a challenge! Thank you.
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Good luck on catching those words on the paper. Its a lucky good day for me if they land head first.
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Thank you! To put them in order is a task.
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A superb poem, Punam. Fun and relatable while accurately describing the creative process. I think that it is somewhat analogous to intuition often proving to be a better guide than logic! ❤ Have a great day!
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Yes, that is quite true, Cheryl! Always appreciate your insights. Thank you so much. ❤️
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That beautiful picture followed by your gorgeous words – a very playful light end to the poem 🙂 I enjoyed it a lot!
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Thanks a lot, Pragalbha. I am truly delighted that you enjoyed it. 😊
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You are very welcome Punam 🙂
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Ah! That’s exactly how it works. Love this, Punam. ❤️
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Great! Thanks so much, Jeff. ❤️
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You’re most welcome, my dear friend. Always. 💖
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Love those capering thoughts. Wonderful write.
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Thanks a lot, Marion.
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David, so touched. ❤️
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Thoughts are like that… jostling and careening to be first on the page! Nicely done.
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So they are. Thanks a lot, Dwight.
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