Monday, January 26, 2026

It's a True Story

 Time to dance the Quadrille in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ the magic word for today is "TRIP" 


1969

cocktail party, she was young and quite prim

among highbrows, professors, jargon and wit

spied a hunk with an ever so handsome grin

sipping a scotch, with pipe in tanned hand

“I just love smoke-pipers"

then tripped on the rest of her wit



Posted by Helen at 6:57 PM
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10 comments:

  1. ms_liliJanuary 26, 2026 at 7:27 PM

    Helen, hunks like that can do things like tongue tripping :) "Ev'ry girl crazy 'bout a pipe smokin' man." ;)

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  2. Mrityunjay DixitJanuary 26, 2026 at 11:05 PM

    Ha! Nice poem, Helen!

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  3. brudbergJanuary 27, 2026 at 12:02 AM

    Ha... sounds like my failures as a young man too... sipping a bit sometimes help.

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  4. Merril D. SmithJanuary 27, 2026 at 3:26 AM

    This made me laugh. I can imagine this so well!

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  5. Kim M. RussellJanuary 27, 2026 at 4:58 AM

    Your quadrille made me smile, Helen!

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 27, 2026 at 7:47 AM

    This made me smile. I can so relate. But I bet he was charmed.

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  7. Dwight L. RothJanuary 27, 2026 at 8:35 AM

    I love it! You fell hard for that one it seems. Nothing like a happy face to capture the heart! Well done. I love that photo. 1969 was a memorable year for me as well!

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  8. lynn__January 27, 2026 at 6:34 PM

    A hunky smoke-piper can trip up the tongue...thanks for sharing, Helen!

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  9. paeansunpluggedJanuary 27, 2026 at 11:30 PM

    What a vivid word picture you painted, Helen! This made me smile because I have been there.

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  10. pvcann.comFebruary 2, 2026 at 7:31 AM

    Snort, but in truth it was sure like that, all so awkward and tripping up.

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I appreciate each of you and the comments you leave ~~ thanks so much.

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