Skip to my Lou
Welcome! Happy May! Today is Quadrille Monday. Toni here to give you the word for our poem – “skip”. Skip is an interesting verb. It has several variants: skips, skipped, skipping, skipper (which can be the person who is the captain of a boat or leader).
Definitions of skip include:
– bounce lightly over a surface (skim)
– to leap or jump lightly over (skip rope)
– promoted beyond the next grade or level
– to leave hastily (The fugitive skipped town.)
– fail to attend (Let’s skip the meeting.)
– to misfire ( The engine spark plug misfired.)
– move along lightly, stepping from one foot to the other with a light bounce.
Have you ever skipped a stone over the surface of a pond? Had your heart skip a beat when your car engine misfires and you are afraid of car trouble? Been the skipper of your boat or, the leader of your group while imagining your group as being at sea on an adventure? Wish you could skip winter and go straight to spring?
“Skip” is a fun word and I hope we will get a lot of different takes on this word. So, here are the rules for our Quadrille:
– not including the title, a poem of exactly 44 words, no more, no less
– use the prompt word or its variant. The word must be in the poem; not a description of or metaphor for.
– skip, skips, skipped, skipping, skipper – one or more must appear in the body of the poem.
Be sure you don’t skip reading and commenting on your fellow poets work.
– Write your poem and post it on your blog or website
– Copy the Url of your poem (the poem, not your entire blog or website) and post it on Mr. Linky at the bottom of this post
-Take the time to visit and comment other members of our wonderful poetry community
– The prompt is up for several days so be sure to check back later for poets who link later.
– Have fun!
About Toni (kanzensakura, hayesspencer) Loves reading and writing poetry. Japanese poetic forms: haiku, tanka, haibun) long time loves.
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I am skipping with joy and will participate in a bit ~ Happy Monday and Quadrille everyone ~
Will be good to see you then. I am skipping with joy as well. After a week of cold dreary damp weather, today is true May – warm and sunny.
Hello Everyone! Welcome to Quadrille Monday. I hope you enjoy the prompt word today. So skip to my Lou and write a poem or two!
Helloooooo! We all survived (and thrived!) April poeming. I have been taking it a bit easier the past two days, but would never ‘skip’ the Q44! 😉 Happy to be here!
And you must have doubled (if not trippled the challenge)…
Hi, Bjorn. I did a few different challenges throughout the month, including Poetic Asides, and NaPoWriMo, and a few others here and there. My 3D life suffered greatly, that’s for sure. 😉 Happy to be down to a more manageable poeming/reading pace.
To be honest, I have been so down, my creative juices all but dried up. But am looking forward to a new greening in this season of growth. I will not do 30 poems a month at any time, but if I can produce a couple a week, I will be happy. My garden will be calling me to duty and family as always a labor of love. This morning planted my radishes and beets, some lettuces. hands in the dirt always renewing the self.
Gardening is fantastically creative, Toni. And therapeutic, too. 🙂 Life comes in seasons, and we have to seize them while they’re here. Right now my kids are early teens, and at school all day, and my copywriting gig is slow, so (at least for April), I am sometimes able to treat poetry like a part-time job. Unpaid, of course. 😉
PS: I hope your allergies are feeling MUCH better. We are coming out of awful allergy season here, a little.
The jobs we love the most seem to be unpaid! 🙂
There is nothing like getting the hands digging in the soil! Living now in a city high rise, I do miss gardening!
I lived in Manhattan for a bit. Lots of windows. I did hanging basket gardening! It was wonderful – fresh herbs, lettuces….boxes on the sills with a couple of dwarf tomatoes and cucumber and squash done on a lattice….it was rather startling to people who didn’t know me well and then came by for drinks and noshes – and then to learn the dill on the salmon, the cherry tomatoes, the stuffed squash came from my plants. This was in 1983 before this sort of thing was cool. It is incredible. Even now with a good sized garden, I still have baskets of herbs in my kitchen hanging at the window. Such a wonderful smell and feeling comes from them.
I am soooo jealous! Coming to Boston from Iowa in 1997, I tried for many many years to do container gardening on our deck (we’re on the 7th floor of a high-rise) and no matter what I planted or how I took care of them I got white mites or some kind of white awful little critters — so gave up. 😦
I hope the dirt under your fingernails helps bring you back up. Writing does that for me as I always kill plants
This year I am determined to plant my herb garden and I hope they last the summer at least
I hope they do well for you! I have to be careful to not over water…somehow I just love watering my container plants…they don’t appreciate it though. My in-ground plants do better. Maybe I should realize most of the time to just let them be the way I do the in-ground ones. The smell of the fresh herbs make a happy time in my heart and nose. I hope your herbs reward your diligence. I love to take nice sprigs of basil and rosemary, tie together and hang from my shower head for a few days. heaven!
I’m the same way, I kill plants but I’m going to use others’ advice this time. I thought it would be easy and it’s not
Creative whirlwind that you are, I wouldn’t be surprised if you quadrupled the challenge!
Counting them up on Sunday was kind of like being at a party after drinking what you thought was a reasonable amount, and then tallying up the empty bottles and thinking, whoopsie. I overdid it a wee bit.
Poetic hangover. 😉
Well, I have just what you need behind the bar – Hair of The Dog – it is ginger ale, lots of cherries, garnished with a word prompt for another poem.
Mmmmmm. Sounds perfect. Cheers!
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Good evening everyone… I cannot skip a quadrille.
I can skip in a quick step but never skip a quadrille either – too much fun!
I might still be able to skip rope. It’s been awhile since I’ve tried…
Oh Oh Oh!!!! I can! Because I am so short, I was able to borrow my young neighbor’s rope and found that inspite of being old and round, the Samurai Beachball could still skip!!!
Did you ever do double-dutch jump roping? With two twirling ropes? I loved that!
Yep! Loved it! And knew all the Miss Mary Mack, Cinderella dressed in Yella songs, too. 😉
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yes…and then the inx, minx, who stinkx….one. Fun.
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Great word! It fit perfectly in the almost-finished quadrille I’d written. Now I’m headed outside where it’s warm to eat my lunch. I’ll be back later to read some poetry.
I am looking forward to it. I know you are glad for the warm weather!
Yes I am, though today I dressed for outside and not in my office. Too chill inside!
I am sooo jealous — warm weather — how we miss Bermuda! It is damp, cold and rainy here and predicted to stay the week like this. Oh well — I call this weather “make-your-own-sunshine kind of weather! 🙂
It’s supposed to be chilly and rainy here next week.
Can’t “Like” that. Boo!
I revisited my childhood and a close neighborhood friend for this one…fun! Great word, Toni.
Glad you enjoyed. I think this will remind a lot of folks of childhood. I am looking forward to all the poems.
Hello everyone! Just a bit of time at the bar today — going to our daughters’ for a bit of child care with our grand kids till tomorrow afternoon. Always fun! 🙂
Well — I must admit — I guess I didn’t see the header “Skip to my Lou” on the prompt. Read it fast and saw the word skip and for me, the first thing that popped into my head was Skip to my Lou. I still sing that with my grandkids while skipping along the sidewalk. So I went on a trip down memory lane. Lighthearted today — smiling I am remembering growing up in the 1950s 🙂
Hooray! I am glad the prompt prompted you to do that! Skip with your grandkids. I like the skipping with your grandchildren….and singing. What fun.
Skipping seems fitting with a very springlike day. It’s been cold all week so today’s sunshine in Chicago is very welcome
No reason to skip the bar today 🙂
It is welcome! Weather down here has been dreary and cold the past week so lovely warmth today had me skipping down the drive to the mailbox!
Oh I need to go to bed… I will be back tomorrow and check in…
Sleep well….have fun skipping in your dreams
I’m off for a bit to get the gang fed and ready for later evening. I’ll be back to read and comment. You all have fun and don’t skip town while I’m gone.
I’m in, skipping merrily to the minstrel’s tune.
Okay — grandkids are in bed, internet connection is good, and I’m back on. Will check out replies to my little ditty, and then looking forward to reading everyone else’s posts!
My peeps are settled in bed and it is silent, except for heavy rain on the roof. Bye Bye Pollen!!!!
I love the sound of rain on the roof 🙂
It has to be torrential because the house is so very solid and the attic blocks most of the sound. Mainly I hear it on the trees and shrubs around the house. The rain was so hard, when I walked around this morning, I found all the azalea blooms driven into the ground beneath. 😦
Oooh…cannot hit the “Like” button for that. Let’s hope they’ll rebound in the next sun.
They were at the end of their blooming. We have 35 azaleas around the house and at the edge of the woods – the double bloomed red and fuschia ones are hardier than the delicate single white blooms. Those bushes stripped. Oh well. Next year! got a few photos though.
i so love how short a quadrille is – it makes coming up with it so relaxing and challenges me to say so much in so little. will read & comment tonight!
And no rhyme or meter requirements!
Sorry I’m late again. It’s exciting to see you all so engaged in skipping! As I type this, I am watching a deer munching the dew-soaked grass in our garden. I’ve already written a poem about the deer in the garden but it’s a good starting point for a new one. I’ll have a spot of breakfast and then see what happens when I skip! I am so looking forward to reading everyone’s poems.
You are never late! Always right on time.
Double dippin’. Thanks, Toni! 🙂
I did too!
Returning from the April “Salt Mines”. One from the “mother lode”:
(appropriate for Sunday):
Intriguing combination of skip (to my Lou) and quadrille; I had to go with the dance!
Late, but I made it. Couldn’t “skip” this treat.
*hug*