The Shop of Curiosities

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub
Quadrille #129: A Curiosity of Poems.  (Posted by whimsygizmo)

"Today, I want you to get curious. Let your curiosity get the best of your muse. I hope that you are curiously intrigued. Yes, for this week’s poem, take any form of the word curiosity you wish, and plant it firmly in your piece. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but today it’s going to build the poem. So open up your favorite curio cabinet of most fabulous words and phrases, and have a ball."

 
Sign read, CURIOSITIES.  I was
curious enough to enter, and see
what they were.

Came across a carousel horse,
all alone. Too large for
my curio cabinet.  Ruby red
glasses, pink teacups, and
old Coca Cola signs.

Was not curious enough
to keep browsing.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to The Shop of Curiosities

  1. K.Hartless says:

    Love curiosity shops. A fun take on the prompt.

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  2. Ingrid says:

    It sounds like the curiosity shop needs to get some new and curiouser stock!

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  3. Helen Dehner says:

    I need to take you in hand .. march us off to the oldest, most stuffed antique store in your city. Your curiosity will be satisfied. Your wallet empty.

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  4. Beverly Crawford says:

    Ahhhh. Old curiosity shops…..my happy place!

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  5. Sounds like you need something curiouser..

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  6. De Jackson says:

    Ha! I LOVE curiosity shops. Sounds like it didn’t take long for this one to lose your interest, though. 😉

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  7. Ali Grimshaw says:

    I really miss going to estate sales for the adventure of what I might find. Your poem brought back great memories of summer yard sales. Hopefully, I can get back to these kinds of adventures this summer.

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