A pinch of this, a pinch of that.
A pinch of salt or pinch of fat.
What is held between one’s fingers,
the thought of it most surely lingers—
those grains of salt to lick off you
or thoughts of belly fat to rue.
The dVerse Quadrille prompt today is pinch.
To see how others have responded to the prompt, go HERE.
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I like it.
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Nice rhyming.
Much♡love
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Ha! How true! It all adds up, those pinches.
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Very good Judy. Seems simple but it’s actually quite profound.
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Judy,
I love the clever play on the literal and metaphorical use of “pinch”. It contributes to a delightful and engaging rhythm in your poem 🙂
~David
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Thanks, David. Now I need to go read yours. I am reeling right now. Not getting enough sleep. So many blogs, so little time! See you there.
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Ah, yes. Familiar with the “pinch” of both things. 😉 Love how you’ve played with the word here, Judy.
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Thanks, De. In a pinch, I’ll resort to anything…
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Yes… this is what it is coming together to a lot.
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A pinch was one of my grandmother’s measurement units.
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It’s still one of mine!!!
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Mine too!
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A song of life Judy, what indeed is pinched is a great question.
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