SCAMPER, DASH, SLOUCH, AND STUMBLE

We scrambled just yesterday and today, there is dash. Can slouch and stumble be far behind?


What’s with the Daily Post’s sudden concern for various styles of walking?

I am far past scrambling. Barring a life and death emergency, my dogs may scamper — and they do it with style and elegance — but I will not. My dashing days are done and gone, but I’m pretty sure I have some slouching and a good deal of stumbling left for my future.

Or, as William Butler Yeats put it,



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11 replies

  1. I was wondering the same thing when I saw today’s prompt. First “scamper” and then “dash.” I was going to note that in my response, as you did. But then I decided to go with a bit of flash fiction involving Morese code, as in dashes and dots. Anyway, good post. Like you, my dashing and scampering days are behind me.

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  2. I was hoping to see some scampering by Gibbs & Bonnie.
    Leslie

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  3. love this poem, it seems to always be hauntingly apt, no matter the situation out there.

    Definitely, speed is now “proceed with caution”

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  4. There was a race between the hare and the tortoise. Today I am proud to be the tortoise.

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