he muttered nonsense as he hurried homeward the woman walking past signed the cross incessantly as she inched across the road the little boy she dragged along picked up pebbles for his pocket every step of the way irritated, she smacked his head, lightly to remind him he was here those quirky quirks we all have one smile, enjoy life laugh like a lunatic be different
I can totally relate to getting a child to focus when transitioning from outside to inside. Passing stones and flowers and moths and acorns and ...... kids are quirky all over.
“Quirk” seems a funny word To ricochet inside my head all day, As oft’ repeated, it sounds quite absurd. As onomatopoeia, I think I’ve actually heard, A “Quirk,” When something I owned, didn’t rightly work.
“Quirk” appears, on second peek, To be something I can see, A raise of brow or twitch of cheek A motion unconsciously fraught I subconsciously count and seek, A “Quirk” Until my focus goes overwhelmingly berserk.
“Quirk,” at best is a complicated churn, Of persona dashed to the surface where A sixth sense gives ability to discern. A set of peculiar patterns in demeanor That I attention give or adjourn. A “Quirk” Leaves in my heart an enduring love or distasteful smirk.
By a quirk of fate, our reserved table at the Holiday Fair, was taken, so we took another, next to a nice young lady and met her and connected, now three months later she does our grocery shopping so we can stay out of stores, and am very grateful for that quirk of fate.
he muttered nonsense
ReplyDeleteas he hurried homeward
the woman walking past
signed the cross
incessantly as she inched
across the road
the little boy
she dragged along
picked up pebbles
for his pocket
every step of the way
irritated, she smacked
his head, lightly
to remind him he was here
those quirky quirks
we all have one
smile, enjoy life
laugh like a lunatic
be different
I can totally relate to getting a child to focus when transitioning from outside to inside. Passing stones and flowers and moths and acorns and ...... kids are quirky all over.
DeleteYou do so well with "setting the scene". Love this. They are both quirky.
DeleteCute story, and so true to life.
DeleteAcrostic Style
ReplyDeleteQuirks
Unveiled
Interrupting
Responsible events can
Kill the moment with laughter.
Awesome. You incorporated an acrostic poem into your zip code poem. And well done too.
DeleteAgreed! Couldn't have said it better.
DeleteNever did
ReplyDeletelike those quirks of fate
This time my small business
fully solvent
in the blue.
Working hard on me,
joined the YMCA–
classes, showers
with superb
water pressure. Then…
Oh my is water pressure a quirky thing. Why??? Quirks of fate indeed.
DeleteYou are a master at the telling of a tale. Fun read and nice interp.
DeleteWHAT IS A QUIRK??
ReplyDelete“Quirk” seems a funny word
To ricochet inside my head all day,
As oft’ repeated, it sounds quite absurd.
As onomatopoeia,
I think I’ve actually heard,
A “Quirk,”
When something I owned, didn’t rightly work.
“Quirk” appears, on second peek,
To be something I can see,
A raise of brow or twitch of cheek
A motion unconsciously fraught
I subconsciously count and seek,
A “Quirk”
Until my focus goes overwhelmingly berserk.
“Quirk,” at best is a complicated churn,
Of persona dashed to the surface where
A sixth sense gives ability to discern.
A set of peculiar patterns in demeanor
That I attention give or adjourn.
A “Quirk”
Leaves in my heart an enduring love or distasteful smirk.
Love this one. Esp the 2nd stanza. Very vivid imagery.
DeleteI love your word choices. Ricochet. Fraught. Churn. Berserk. Fun read.
DeleteThis is great fun and well done. It sounds like you were enjoying yourself in your creation, good for you to entertain us too!
DeleteBy a quirk of fate,
ReplyDeleteour reserved table
at the Holiday Fair, was taken,
so we took another,
next to a nice young lady
and met her and connected,
now three months later
she does our grocery shopping
so we can stay out of stores,
and am very grateful
for that quirk of fate.