How effortless it’s to wiggle between tree line
where critter jiggles from oaks onto pines;
till somber, slate storm cloud wriggles and whines.
Wayward giggles lost among leafy vines.
Staggered squiggles of peace with worn twine;
as low-spirited heart may sorrow till morning shines.
“Even in laughter the heart may sorrow…” Proverbs 14:13 Over at dVerse it’s all about giggles.
Patti Wolf 
A very fine poem.
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There’s something slightly daft about all those words you’ve added to rhyme with ‘giggles’: squiggles, wriggles, wiggles, jiggles. I wonder what it is?
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Love the sense of hope at the end that the morning is coming!
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Wayward giggles lost among leafy vines… this has such a wistfulness to it… sigh… ❤️
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I love the rhyme in here and the grounding balance of sorrow that makes us count our blessings 💜
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Yes, the tragic clowns–painted on smile masking a broken heart.
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That closing line is very apt – but thank heavens for sunrise, and renewed hope!
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Nice take on the prompt.
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Wayward giggles lost among leafy vines….. nicely done!
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I liked all those “iggle” words and the rhymes on “line”.
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This is my favorite part of your rhyming verses:
Wayward giggles lost among leafy vines.
Staggered squiggles of peace with worn twine;
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Awww, so sad about the wayward giggles. Hopefully someone will catch them!
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Love this hopeful piece. ❤ Have a blessed day~
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Lovely response..
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Great rhyming and loved the -iggle words throughout.
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A certain sadness in your words, low spirits are sometimes hard to lift.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
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love all your iggle words. They have a liveliness to them.
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I LOVE the verse you’ve offered, and the wonderful rhymes you’ve woven here. Perfection.
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The world can seem cruel, moving on without noticing, when we’re filled with sorrow and loneliness. A sad state of affairs.
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I think that such laughter heard with a heavy heart might make it worse.
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