A quadrille poem for the dVerse prompt dives into the tales that shaped me—Puff’s fading magic, Gulliver’s sharp satire, Jonah’s stubborn faith—and the beachy wonder where I first heard them. Fish, wish, and childhood spells: stories that still shimmer like sunlight on the water.

Everything needs a foundation; you can’t just jump into something without laying the groundwork and expect it to work.

A haiku for yesterdays, with images from the enigmatic Bolivar Peninsula of my childhood.