I’m lettin' go, goin' public; here I go, goin' for it: I’m goin' grey, have gone bald, (not yet blind or deaf); I've long gone out of fashion; am goin' downhill; but I won’t go out softly; phat flow's goin'... in... for the kill! 🎯
The above poem is my take on d’Verse’s Quadrille challenge #122.
The quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words (excluding the title), and it can take any form. This week’s challenge was to use the word “go” in a quadrille.
We all go out of fashion when we get old. The thing is you discover it isn’t important
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We have to go when we have to but for some, ageing is a painful process. But then, you were having a go at using words for fun and succeeded hugely. 😊
Thank you so very much, Punam
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David
Always a pleasure, David. ❤️
Ahh fine “mic skills” my good friend!
I am slain.
~FlowFist
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I love the way you play with words. Our language is always asking for it I think. (K)
It makes poetry fun for me 🙂