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The world’s gone
gray. We say more
than we want; less
than we mean. Asphalt
slate, erased. Smoke sky.
Even the breeze has teeth.
Are we grieving something?
Leaving something behind?
Trying to bind ourselves a new
center?
Oh,
please,
giggle me some grace.
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We could use more giggling today. I liked the idea of the breeze having teeth.
Dark grey and black smoke sky for sure~
Definitely, we need: giggle me some grace ~ Feel better De ~
Even the breeze has teeth…. oh I like that!!!
Oh I love a giggled grace…. I would need that too
If we all giggled some grace what a wonderful world it would be! I hope you feel better soon De xxx
I wasn’t getting this prompt at all. You’ve just given me inspiration. Thank you!
The line that resonated most with me was “We say more than we want; less than we mean.” “How true!” echoed in my head after reading that line.
I echo Mandie’s comment above. (Also) giggling grace needs to be statute, a required infection. Long live giggles!
Kind regards
Anna :o]
‘Even the breeze has teeth’ – gem of a line .. and love the way you create this grey atmosphere and then give us a delightful way out …giggling grace is a perfect tonic! 🙂
We say more
than we want; less
than we mean.
You need never write another word.
But I hope you do!, lol
Oh I love the idea of “giggle me some grace” .. god knows we need it these days 🙂
oh, yes, giggle me grace!
Yes, truly, the breeze has teeth. Excellent stuff, De.
I really like this section:
“Asphalt
slate, erased. Smoke sky.
Even the breeze has teeth.”
The world’s gone
gray. We say more
than we want; less
than we mean
Oh, I know that one. This is not what I was expecting, but it’s perfect.
A great prompt and a great quadrille, De! We must giggle the grey away!
‘Even the breeze has teeth’ is a brilliant line and so is ‘giggle me some grace’.
Today was definitely heavy and grey for me, so giggling at those baby laughs really helped.
Like how you used giggle De, well done.
Super poem De. I love the giggled grace – we most definintely need that.
A very insightful piece. I echo your thoughts, De. Sigh. 😕
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I love the term “giggle some grace”. Nice to think about!
If only one could do that. Nice depth to your writing today.
The breeze certainly does have teeth, especially in the winter. Sometimes all you can do is just giggle at the weather. 🙂
It’s amazing how quickly a feeling of stuckness like you described can be shifted with a mere giggle or two. Coincidentally today I was thinking about how to shift myself from a rut…a giggle would have been a form of grace. And I totally love your first stanza about saying too little and too much and the breeze having teeth.
“Even the breeze has teeth.” Oh, yes! I hope we all can be giggled some grace. The world needs it. Loved this, De.
Great poem.
Wonderful read–last line (as noted) is killer, & the toothy breeze grabs us all
grace me some giggles! Love this, De.
Ah, the sweet grace of giggles. Sweet!
“giggle me some grace” indeed! LOVE it! Especially in this topsy turvey world. Heading home to Boston this afternoon….so shall catch up on reading in the comfort of our Boston study this evening and tomorrow morning (giggles and mementos)…but wanted to read a few before I settle in on our beautiful Bermuda deck one last morn. Smiling I am….
Giggle me some grace…what a wonderful bit of advice. The world needs a lot more giggled grace!
oh yes…giggle me some grace…wonderful!
You make some good points and ask some good questions here. Excellent poem.
When the world has gone gray, we all need some grace. Love reading your poetry, De.
“giggle me some grace” Perfect!
“Oh,
please,
giggle me some grace.”
I concur.
Oh, please,
giggle me some grace.
Yes, has a respite and accord some space.Sometimes they fail us and the situation may not even be that serious!
Hank
Excellent Quadrille. My favorite lines are:
We say more
than we want; less
than we mean.
giggle me some grace, yes I would like some of that as well..