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Greetings, my poetical friends. Are you ready to cause a stir?

De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) here, and it’s time again for my favorite tiny little form, the Quadrille. It’s a poetic recipe of our own stirring here at dVerse, a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title) and including one specific word ingredient we provide.

This week, I’d like you to stir things up.

Go stir-crazy. Listen to the stirrings of your muse, or soul. Stir in a little angst, joy or laughter. Stir things up with some humor, or insight. Just be sure you mix, blend, agitate, whip or whisk in some literal form of the word stir.

New to the Q? Here’s what to do: stir us up a poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title, folding in some form of the word stir. Post your poem on your own blog, and link up using Mr. Linky below. Then stir your muse even further by making some poem-visits around the blogisphere. The Quadrille is open all week, so feel free to stir things up again and again.

Yes, stirred. Yes, please. (Bond, Poem Bond.)

{Think big. Write small.}