Somewhere Now

There is a little cottage somewhere (and maybe we’re there now)
in the middle of nowhere (but parenthesis) (and trees)

and in the morning, we eat pancakes
(dipped in syrup)
(7 times)

and in the evening, we just sit and talk
(without words) (without thought)

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It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub, and Linda asks us to write a 44-word poem with the prompt word morning. Come join us!

Published by Tricia Sankey

Plays with words in her free time.

52 thoughts on “Somewhere Now

  1. This is EXACTLY where My Beloved Sandra and I are at, these days, TS. I drizzled syrup on the French Toast I made for dinner, so this piece really resonated. And: I’m wild for your mind-blowing parentheticals throughout. Bella!

  2. Delightful. I love the way you used the parentheses in this poem. I am not sure if this is the pural form or if I spelled it correctly. (dipped in syrup)
    (7 times)
    So fun. Like a mini-Quadrille-vacation

  3. Tricia, a vaca where nobody talks (or looks at their electronic devices) would be PERFECT. And yes, pancakes and syrup. Lots of pancakes and syrup πŸ™‚ ❀

  4. The perfect sanctuary, Tricia! I love the shape of your quadrille, and the use of surreptitious parentheses. I am lucky to live in such a cottage, surrounded by trees but, sadly, no pancakes or maple syrup.

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