Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille Monday.
The prompt word is ‘indigo’; this is my quadrille.
Circa 1973.
We were beyond
cool
in our jeans
of blue.
Bell bottoms,
lower-than-lowrise
with a 2”
dare-you-to-stay-zipped
zipper.
Shades of
denim –
navy,
stone,
indigo.
New York City
chicks
invading the
Hamptons
dance floors.
We were
electra glide
in
blue;
we were
far out.
NAR©2025
44 Words
This is “Forever In Blue Jeans” by Neil Diamond
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The Elephant's Trunk 
Those were the days my friend! Even my smart business suit had flared trousers back then!
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And 10″ wide lapels! But, did you have a denim suit?? 😂
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I dig it! 👖🪩👖 Outta sight! ✌🏻
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I thought you might, dancer Michele! 💃🏻 Thanks so much! 💙
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Thanks so much, writer Nancy! Dancer who loves jeans. 😁
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Oh, so do I! 💙👖😎
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💙🩵💙🩵💙
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Fantastic! Oh, to be able to wear those again… Yeah. No.
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Yeah, right! I might be able to fit my arms into the legs of those skimpy jeans! I was 110lbs back in 73, if that.
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Buahahaha! I hear ya! I was 110 pounds at 11.
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😂
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I was already 5’6″
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Aren’t the adolescent years so much fun? 🤪
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That they are! Actually, I was lucky because I wasn’t a sufferer… 😉
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I’m hearing ya! I got through that period of my life relatively unscathed 😎
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I loved high school. My “womanhood” started late and I didn’t suffer. My aunt, however, when she came to visit when I was about 16 said, and I quote: Dale! What happened to you? You’re so nice!!!
Was I that bitchy when I was younger? Apparently so!
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😂🤣
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The nerve!
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I’m still that blue jeans kind of girl. Lol! Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Me too, Yvette. It’s a part of my life that will never change.
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I can’t understand it, my old baggy blue jeans are now tight jeans….
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Hahaha!! I have a few of those, too!
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They are like old friends! I had a pair of jean overalls that I wore through my pregnancies, and I handed them down to my daughter when she was pregnant. Our family jean legacy, and she has them saved for Leola!
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There’s nothing like jeans overalls when you’re pregnant! The ultimate in comfort and they never go out of style from generation to generation.
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Why is it that the older my blue jeans get, the better they fit?
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Nothing like slipping into an old pair of broken in jeans!
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Yes. We were. I remember being at a Bob Segar concert once and looking around the Coliseum before they dimmed the lights, and all you could see was a sea of blue legs seated everywhere
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Nothing will ever replace our jeans! Thanks for sharing your memory, Violet.
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Daring moves
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We were invincible, Sadje!
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Awesome 👏🏼
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Also the name of a 1973 movie that starred Robert Blake as a small town motorcycle cop.
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Yes, I like that name and it stuck with me ….. even though my poem and that movie have nothing to do with each other.
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