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d’Verse Quadrille to Winter’s Pheasant



Mish is the host of tonight’s d’Verse and gives the following prompt for tonight’s quadrille:

So I give you the word “steep” to infuse into your poem of 44 words.


Steep drifts

shelter the pheasant

outside my window.

He stares in at

the greenery

and wonders

at the mirage

of summer.


I leave quinoa

and rolled oats

steeped near

the corner of

the house,

hoping he’ll

find it. His

partner from

last week’s


55 thoughts on “d’Verse Quadrille to Winter’s Pheasant

  1. 😦 When I was out at the lakes last week, Lake MI was not frozen very far out, which is unusual for this time of year. I wonder if the sudden super freeze threw the fish off guard…


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