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Babies gurgle—sweet abandon,

onlookers twitter pure delight,

Stealthy chuckles slowly morph

to breath-gasping giggle fits

when a solemn room sits hushed.

After spring rains—a babbling brook,

songbirds warble high and low.

As a mischievous wind whistles,

it tickles leaves swishing the sky.

©2017 Ontheland

Many thanks to De Jackson at dVerse Poets Pub for this week’s Quadrille prompt: ‘giggle’.

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My name is Janice.  I started blogging as Ontheland when I moved from Toronto to a rural area near Kingston, Ontario in Canada.  Over time I have found myself writing poetry, mostly in Japanese forms, such as haiku and haibun.  One of my deepest interests is the natural world: the joy of it and how we can look after it better.

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  3. Stealthy chuckles slowly morph

    to breath-gasping giggle fits

    when a solemn room sits hushed.

    I liked those verses a lot. It is really great when laughter is contagious. Far too many people need a chuckle breaking right out into a giggle fit.

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