Charley Laney, Original Mickey Mouseketeer, 1956. Not me.
“I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I’ve never been able to believe it. I don’t believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
“It ain’t what they call you, it’s what you answer to.” ― W.C. Fields
New home, new school, new friends…
Last name still trips many….
dVerse – Poets Pub
I am who I am, but tomorrow, who knows?
Lillian, our barkeep tonight, posted, “For today’s Quadrille (a poem of 44 words: no more, no less – not including the title), create a self-portrait. Perhaps it will be a snapshot of you in some moment of time. Or a taste of your tastes. Or a glimpse into the conglomeration of you — are we perhaps the ultimate nesting doll? Many of us post photos or images with our poems so in this instance, it could be a recent photo; a photo taken in your sepia days; a picture of something you cherish that in essence tells us who you are; an abstract drawing or a flower or animal or color that you ascribe to yourself. Try to make the image complementary to your words.
So, think about it for a while. Who are you? No one word to include in this prompt….just asking you to create some type of self-portrait that you’re comfortable sharing. Let your words be your palette and make broad or fine brush strokes as you wish. You’re the artist here!”