#dVerse Quadrille

abigfatcanofworms Personal Reflection August 10, 2022 1 Minute

The Scratch

a face // the colour of porridge gone cold

we’re all spun // wool in a ball 

‘til the inner cat comes

silent pounce draws blood

unravelling tide and dreams:

red plastic envelopes // hanging on the line

type O+ is harder to find

written for whimsygizmo’s dVerse quadrille “type”

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Published August 10, 2022

5 thoughts on “#dVerse Quadrille”

K.Hartless says:

August 10, 2022 at 10:59 am

Eerie. I love how easy it is for you to give us all the chills. Much enjoyed, Worms.

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Misky says:

August 10, 2022 at 9:30 pm

Great internal rhyming, Worms, and what a tale you’ve presented in just 44-words.

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1. abigfatcanofworms says:
  
  August 10, 2022 at 10:19 pm
  
  Thanks Misky. It’s so hard to find the fodder and time for writing atm. Ans now my computer has kicked the bucket. Very sudden. Very frustrating! Luckily I need it for work so I can justify rushing off to buy one ASAP.
  
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  1. Misky says:
    
    August 10, 2022 at 11:49 pm
    
    Happy shopping!
    
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johnlmalone says:

August 11, 2022 at 6:31 pm

great descriptions; I’m a great fan of the inner cat: this poem does it well

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