de Jackson, (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting the dVerse Poets Pub tonight, and she asks us to create a Quadrille (44 words) incorporating the word stir.
when I come across
a lone cufflink,
chipped button off an old
dress shirt —
and you’ve been gone,
what?
thirty-some years now —
I still get that
sweet fluffy stir in
my tummy like
baby butterflies gone
mad.
We’ll be together soon…
on my way…
Beautiful sentiment crafted
Happy Monday Susan
Much❤love
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Thank you so much, gillena. 🙂
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Wow. Very well done, that!
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Much appreciated, Na’ama. Thank you.
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That is a long time to be apart! I love how triggers can stir deep emotion. Well done!
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Thanks!
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Thank so much!
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You are welcome!
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I like the description of looking forward to the meeting.
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Thank you, Frank!
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Heart felt:)
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The sweet stir like baby butterflies gone mad is just a beautiful offering to this love letter. I love that you have been composing it for “what, thirty-some years now” and how you honor what you come across on your way. So this is love…
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Thank you, Victoria. Your thoughtful comment brought a tear to my eye. I’m not sure exactly what love is, but this is my idea of it. 🙂
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So simply sweet, and sad. I absolutely love this.
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Thank you, de. 🙂
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What a sweet way to see that old memory…
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It is 40 years for me, and still he occasionally visits in dreams!
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Wow. Forty years. I’m glad you still get visits. That must be wonderful!
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So touching. So well captured. I guess once you’ve had that connection it’s yours to keep. No matter what.
Pat
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Beautifully said. Thank you, jazzytower.
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