Helloooo, fabulous springtime wordsmiths! De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) here, and it’s time for the Quadrille! This pithy little poem is a work of our own invention here at dVerse: simply a poem of 44 words, not counting the title, and including one word we provide for you. Those are the only rules. Rhyme or don’t rhyme, write in quatrains or freeform, stack those words all up in a tight little bundle or spread them across the page in nice long lines. Those choices are yours. So long as your poem is exactly 44 words and our assigned word is there, we’re happy campers. Today, I’d like us to play with the word ZOOM.
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Hates housework, every chore Now with kids, always more Dusting, vacuum, mop, repeat And don’t forget the toilet seat.. Every zoom(ing) finger smudge That never let a napkin budge From a perfect table, reaching Spilling drinks while dad is preaching “God, give me serenity”.
I got a sense of busyness and pressure from your poem, Cheryl, and imagined someone with steam coming out of their ears! These days I refuse to zoom, and do everything in my own time.
love it great poem Cheryl! ❤
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Oh, now this brought back some memories! I felt myself wince in empathy. Nicely done!
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Ok, guess that good, or not😬
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Lovely write. 🙂
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Thanks for reading
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Haaaaa! This brought a much-needed laugh today! Thank you! So fun!
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Cool😀
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This one made me smile! Great use of the prompt.
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Thanks for stopping by!
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My intention and thanks!
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Zoomeriffic.
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Thanks!😀
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I got a sense of busyness and pressure from your poem, Cheryl, and imagined someone with steam coming out of their ears! These days I refuse to zoom, and do everything in my own time.
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The very old days yes but now life is sedentary
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