Living In Our Skin
Packed lunch and tea.
Today it’s spring.
These days pass
faster than starched clouds,
as fast as sea air
howling in its shroud.
We feel sharp as paper
touched by fresh air.
And we bring home
blushed cheeks, seashells,
and sand in our shoes.
written for dVerse Quadrille “Paper”. Image from Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
It's Still Life 
16 responses to “A dVerse Quadrille”
That’s interesting phrasing, Misky ❤ – I like it!
-David
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Thanks, David! ❤️
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So very lovely! I want to keep it in my pocket.
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I’m sure it would be happy there 😄
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Seashells in my pocket are OK, I guess, but blushed cheeks and sand-filled shoes are two reasons I always try to avoid accompanying My Beloved Sandra to her beloved beach. Fine work, Misky.
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Thank you, Ron!
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Ohhhhh. I want to be there, too. Beautiful.
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Thanks, De, and thanks for prompt.
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And fond memories, I shouldn’t wonder!
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Absolutely!
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That was very nicely done..
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Thank you.
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Beautifully done! You took me to the beach.
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Thanks, Carol.
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What a lovely spring day. The fresh air can do wonders!
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Sounds like a perfect day at the water. Oh my!
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