2701: dVerse Quadrille

a young girl wearing a yellow rain coat and yellow boots, splashing in puddles.

The Yellows

There was a time
when time was everywhere.
Autumn leaves meant
time for school,
time for yellow pencils with rubber tips,

and winter meant
time for rain coats,
and tripping in yellow rubber boots
two sizes too big —
“Grow into them,” Mum said.

Comptine d’un autre été, l’après-midi 

Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille #240 (44 words including “Trip”). Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.

10 responses to “2701: dVerse Quadrille”

  1. That last one really hit home… I remember I was so used with the size of shoes my mother bought so it took years until I realized that my feet had stopped growing and I should really go down a couple of sizes.

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    1. What is it with these mothers who think their children will grow into clothing and shoes that are sizes years in advance. (laughing) Having said that, money was hard to come by for them back then.

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  2. And for some a time came the shoes, whatever size, didn’t fit anymore.

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    1. If the shoe fits — you don’t have to wear it, eh?

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  3. Love the tripping in yellow memories…a wonderful quadrille, Misky!

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  4. I always thought it was Indian mothers thing to buy clothes and shoes a couple of size larger!

    Thanks for the smiles, Misky for these lovely reminiscences of all things yellow.

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    1. I think they all do it! 😂

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      1. Now I know and suddenly feel quite happy! 😂

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  5. As Ivor reminded me today, these times are a changin’….

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    1. Indeed. And not necessarily for the better.

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