Once,
when younger trying …
in vain
speaking to girls;
I stumbled on syllables
and couldn’t make sense,
stitching intentions
into sentences
without tripping on words.
Only much later
I aged and was trained
into telling
and tried to catch up
by talking too much.
Francis Bacon
Today we dance a Quadrille at dVerse with Punam leading the dance. Quadrille is a poem of 44 words in total where we integrate a given word which today happens to be trip.
January 26, 2026
Björn Rudbergs writings 
This made me smile, Björn. Glad there’s no more tripping.
My son is going through the same stage.
He will get over it… 🙂
Nice quadrille, Björn
🎇much love
Thank you
One’s just as offputting as the other to me. I prefer the quiet types, but they usually have other issues.
LOLZ I love it! Great image and song to go with it. I think I might be doing the same thing and tend to go on too much what a nice light hearded poem to brighten the day☀️
remembering that feeling
This made me laugh. I remember those boys.
Well written, wouldn’t it be nice if we could strike a balance between the two. I too can relate. 🙂