Vacation
We quibbled over vanilla or chocolate
Frozen custard or hand churned
Strolled on the boardwalk
Bought matching T-shirts we’ll never wear
Ate hot dogs with everything
Sipped Slurpees that turned our tongues blue
No cares, no worries, no hurry
Until the sun slipped below the horizon
And the sky put on its pink nighty
We glanced at each other, eye to eye
And our hearts winked
You wrenched the oars of our canoe
From their locks and paddled like a robot
Back to the secluded cabin on the lake
Vacation nirvana
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Poetic Asides Wednesday Poetry Prompt
use at least three of these words – paddle, robot, custard, quibble, glance, wrench
I like how you changed the mood towards vacation from little but important details. a cool write.
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Haha. Nice. Sounds like a great vacation
and what will soon be a very cozy cabin
fun imagery as well, sky in a pink nighty.
ha. wish i would have thought of that one.
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I love when the sky put on its pink nighty, indeed. What a vacay! Beautiful imagery
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“the sky put on its pink nighty”–What a clever description….very lovely and spot on to set the mood for going back to your secluded cabin on the lake 😉
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Ah yes.. golden
age.. no matter
years.. but
dream
NOW
Living
Truth
in
ACTION..:)
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yes 😌
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From those T-shirts to the glorious end.. Vacation can be paradise, but also lots of small musts.
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What a nice way to remember a real vacation feeling. It sounded both uneventful and happily active. Thank you for catching its feel for others to experience.
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What a lovely vacation ~ Specially love it when the sky puts on a pink nighty 🙂
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thanks 😌
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So true how we can have those little disagreements, but in the things that really matter…well, the last stanza speaks to that!
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