I am going to tell you a story about what began, thus .,,,,
our underused garage became a room for rumpus.
Little did we anticipate the rowdiness it would encompass,
when rowdy young children began to rumpus plus plus!
Discuss the matter further we must.
This week Kim challenged we poets to craft a quadrille around the word “rumpus”. This is an almost true story. Only the children have changed. https://dversepoets.com/2025/08/25/quadrille-230-lets-kick-up-a-rumpus/
"Look Pa!" and I look
a hand an eye
a playground nook
and I smile
that's all it took
another image
for my photo book
Photography days #31.
All work is my own and subject to copyright. I do not use AI. I do not want AI to use my work.
Rest easy little cherub
now day’s busy work is done
and weary tiredness overtakes you
at time of setting sun
when angelic peace comes at last
to your adored and relaxed face
your long soft lashes upon your cheeks
a picture of beauty of grace
as your breathing calms and settles
to the rhythmic patterns of sleep
your flickering eyes and twitching hands
tell of happy dreams so deep
what is it you dream of?
repeating the days play?
of parents love, of sister?
good things only I dare say
sleep calm and in comfort
your next best day yet to come
your time at rest is precious
my small and lovely one
it’s the same for mum and dad
the quiet of the night
is also the time for peacefulness
and short time of respite
before another day of fun begins
of looking, touch, smell and taste
of learning from tears and joy
no exploration gone to waste
so wake up at days dawning
brighten up the skies
play away the morning
give more pleasure to our lives
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