Duh! My brain might feel fried as I juggle my CalTPA submission, but today’s “D” post is here to delight instead of daunt! From duffifying Donnie to dancing in deceitful spring weather, we’re diving into the delicious dictionary of “D” – where words, poems, and books dazzle the day with their dreamy depth. Let’s discover a few “D” delights together.

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Delightful D Words

D…..

Duffifying Donnie

Dr. Dunbury prescribed:
“Duffifie the drug to the very last drop.”
But he failed to delineate when one ought to stop –
so dear Uncle Donnie did just that,
with a doohickey he’d devised to duffifie each drop dry.

Determined, deliberate, dutiful drive –
he dwindled each dram till none could survive.

Then dawn (no–>dusk) found him in dysania deep,
drowsy, drifting in desultory sleep.
His diligence dulled to a dim, drowsing sway,
a dilatory dance at the edge of the day.

Did the drug do its duty, or Donnie delay?
A delicate difference – decidedly ‘gray.’

~ Vidya Tiru @ LadyInReadWrites

D-Dictionary

• Duffifie (v.) – to lay a bottle on its side to drain the last drops
• Doohickey (n.) – a small gadget with an unknown name
• Dysania (n.) – extreme difficulty getting out of bed
• Desultory (adj.) – lacking a clear plan, purpose, or focus; aimless
• Dilatory (adj.) – slow to act; tending to procrastinate

Dancing in Deceit

Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt challenges us to craft our own short poem that involves a weather phenomenon and some aspect of the season. Try using rhyme and keeping lines of roughly even length.

Here is my attempt for NaPoWriMo Day 4 as I describe….

Spring’s Deceitful Dance
Dawn breaks, I peek outside –
the sun shines bright; no need to hide.
I dress in summer-ease with glee!
Jacket? Umbrella? Nope! Not for me.

Clad in my light and breezy dress,
I drive to work – dodging the mess.
I step outside where sunlight lands,
and a Brrr! darts up my bare hands.

A teammate offers her warm sweater;
I don it once – then sweat! Oh, better never.
The room swells like a summer storm;
fickle spring laughs, both chill and warm.

I step outside to take a break;
down pours the rain—for goodness’ sake!
No warning signs were there up high,
nor in the app on which all rely.

Spring’s deceit now drips down slow,
mocking forecasts, ruling this town.
So I’ll stash my scarf, my shades, my spite,
for tomorrow’s dance in dubious light.

~ Vidya Tiru @ LadyInReadWrites

D – Books

Degrees of Separation? Six…

This month’s Six Degrees starter book is Virginia Evan’s The Correspondent (no surprise when I say I haven’t read it, but I want to!). My chain is below

The Correspondent → Dear Mrs. LaRue: Letters from Obedience School → Dear Dragon: A Pen Pal Tale → Love That Dog → Who Killed Mr. Chippendale? → The Story of My Anger → The Lost Language → The Correspondent

As for the links between them, it is a delightful dance of letters and verse as these stories drift from pen to page.

• The Correspondent → Dear Mrs. LaRue: Epistolary mischief.
• Dear Mrs. LaRue → Dear Dragon: Pen-pal surprises.
• Dear Dragon → Love That Dog: Pet-inspired verses.
• Love That Dog → Who Killed Mr. Chippendale?: Verse revelations.
• Who Killed Mr. Chippendale? → The Story of My Anger: Poetic anger.
• The Story of My Anger → The Lost Language: Reclaiming voices.
• The Lost Language → The Correspondent: Fragile connections.

And Now, the End of This Post

Dear reader, which of these words, poems, or books did you find the most delightful? Any recent things that delighted you – be it books, words, verses, or anything-elses..

Share your thoughts in the comments and let me know.

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