The dVerse Monday quadrille challenge was to use the word groove or a variation in a poem of exactly 44 words:
We fitted together
like tongue and groove.
We slotted in place
and never moved.
Which was fine for a while
until the rains fell,
then we swelled and cracked
in our conjoined hell.
We were too young to know,
we needed room to grow.
and a flippant one:
Well I’ve never been groovy, I’ve never had the right moves,
But I’m okay with that, ‘cos I’ve got nothing to prove.
I’m content to be geeky, and a bit of a nerd,
‘Cos smart’s the new sexy, or at least so I’ve heard…?
anotherKate 
The first extended metaphor is clever. Love it.🙂
Thanks Hobbo 🙂
Both takes are excellent.
Thank you Ron!
water carves away the stone facade
and we too are now so alone
bared and naked
thanks John 🙂
The somber #1 and the flippant #2 … loved them both!!!
Thanks Helen 🙂
Ha! That second one brought a fun smile! Thank you.
And the first one is all too true. I have been there.
Thanks De Jackson. Yeah me too, I was 18 when I married my first husband. Didn’t end well.
I recognize myself in the last one… but it took too long to realize that truth. The first one is excellent, maybe we can blame the groovy and sexy.
Thanks Bjorn 🙂
Indeed. Such is life and such is also life. Growing into a new groove is good. Nicely done (both).
Indeed it is. Thanks Bill.
Your quadrille fits together so well, just like the floorboards! Lovely write.
Thank you 🙂
I like the rhyming pattern in both pieces. Nice job.
Thank you 🙂
Brilliant, Kate! I love this metaphor!
❤
David
Thank you David ❤
Both poems rock – well done! (Smart is definitely the new sexy!) 😀
Thanks Sunra 🙂