Spin your sorrow into strength
Weave new words of wisdom
From your free-spun mind
Deny spider thoughts at length
A lost control decision
Loosened the threads that bind
Put back together the unravelled
With stories around the campfire
And a beaten-up guitar
A quadrille (44 words) for dVerse Quadrille #207 – spin and first line inspired and paraphrased from this poem ‘Losing my grip’ by Carol Anne
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Love the phrase “free-spun mind”!
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I found it from searching for phrases using spin/spun, and that kinda triggered the rest of the words. Thanks! Glad you dig it.
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EXCELLENT rhyme and rhythm here! So good.
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Thank you very much WG! 🙏
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This personal call to attention is great and after the effort of containing spider thoughts and spinning strength from sorrow, Shaun – a chillout around the camp fire sounds just the ticket…
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Sharing is caring! 🙏
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I concur, I particularly love the image of the campfire – the vulnerable moment, the living through.
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Live a bit, and then some more. 😁
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Yes indeed.
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There was a theory that Degas was Jack the Ripper! I saw his works at the national gallery in Canberra one time. They all seemed very dark in tone.
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Ah no – It has been a mess – but I think the gremlins are running 🙂 Apologies
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