old man wanders
cobblestone streets
of seaside village in
Ceredigion county
(though he’s not
indigenous welsh)
his pedigree and
dignity are both
wrapped warmly
in indigo cardigan
as he digresses
from one quaint
little shop to another
in search of dinner
worthy of digestion.
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A fun little quadrille for dVerse using some form of the word “dig” (used nine times, including title).
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 24, 2026 @ 05:28:51
Great uses of ‘dig’, Lynn!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Apr 24, 2026 @ 16:15:47
Thanks for reading!
Apr 23, 2026 @ 12:32:00
😂 There are more immediate needs for a fellow than pondering pedigree! Too good, Lynn!
Apr 24, 2026 @ 16:14:44
Absolutely! Thanks, Dora 😀
Apr 23, 2026 @ 02:39:40
Ha! Very interesting, Lynn. I dig all the digs. 😄
Apr 23, 2026 @ 09:27:18
Thanks for an interesting quadrille prompt, Punam…it was fun!
May 04, 2026 @ 12:56:21
You are welcome.
Apr 22, 2026 @ 13:00:32
I hope he finds his dinner…
Apr 22, 2026 @ 15:01:45
I’m sure he will 🙂