dVerse — quadrille 108 — Heatwave

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Heat Wave Painting by Giuseppe Albi | Saatchi Art
“Heat Wave” by Giuseppe Albi

 

Brush piles rise,
sweat’s monuments,
home for wrens,
now brambled porcupines

Fierce greens explode
Thirsty lilies droop
Lawns languish
Cats splay, inert

Taunting clouds play
with promises
Inadequate sprinkles
dry by morning

Old lungs trapped
in cement towers
heave in brownouts
waiting for evening

 

 

Linda Lee Lyberg is today’s host for dVerse.  Linda says:
It’s that time again for dVerse’s own creation- the Quadrille. For those of you new to dVerse, the quadrille is a 44 word poem exactly, excluding the title. The word today is Bramble or any form thereof, or even one you create containing the word.

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  1. So you just need to count the words and not the syllables. The Lobster Quadrille by Lewis Carrol is a lot longer than 44 words.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      It looks like quadrille has another definition, which is the one Carroll used in his poem. From an online dictionary:
      a square dance performed typically by four couples and containing five figures, each of which is a complete dance in itself.

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  2. I like your harsh, aggressive imagery. Just like brambles.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thanks, Jane. The last time I mowed way out back, the brush pile looked exactly as described. They are horrendous! We were going to hugel the brush pile and plant things on it, but those buggers would come right through.

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      1. The most vicious things always seem to find a way.

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  3. There is a biting edge to your words Lisa- much like those prickly thorns. Really well done!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you very much, Linda. Current state of mind does effect poetry, as evidenced by this poem.

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  4. Glenn A. Buttkus says:

    A terrific write on this one, Lisa; each stanza sets the scene & tells a tale. Your last stanza is killer, as is, perhaps the onerous heat midst those concrete canyons .

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Glenn, thanks. It’s bad out there!

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  5. sanaarizvi says:

    I agree with Jane 😀 This is incredibly potent, Lisa!! ❤️❤️

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Sanaa, thank you, dear.

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  6. Lucy says:

    Such a wonderfully, moving piece. The imagery is sharp and dark; I love it very much! Fabulous writing.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Lucy, thank you, there is a menacing aspect to all of it these days.

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  7. ghostmmnc says:

    Ahhh yes – sounds exactly right describing our TX summer heat. Lawns languish for sure, as here they are not green, just crispy brown, and the clouds do taunt us. Very good. 🙂

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    1. msjadeli says:

      The grass here is also brown where it isn’t shaded by trees. The aggressive weeds never seem to mind the heat though and are running rampant. Glad you liked it, Barbara, thanks! 🙂

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  8. Beverly Crawford says:

    The last stanza grabbed me. Concrete towers are not friendly places for quaantines!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      I know, and then you add the heat wave into the mix and the drain on the capacity of public utilities to keep up…

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  9. Xan says:

    Playful, original, and technically an absolute tour de force.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you very much and appreciate your comment.

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  10. Sadje says:

    I feel the heat!

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  11. calmkate says:

    sounds like a scorcher Lisa … reminiscent of our last summer!
    Yes being locked in those towers must be like torture … I had no idea such housing existed until the quarantine photos grabbed headlines. Such horrid lifeless forms …

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    1. msjadeli says:

      You’re blessed not to have experienced one.

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      1. calmkate says:

        yes but I have known homelessness …

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        1. msjadeli says:

          😦 I “liked” this but I don’t like it. Sorry, Kate.

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          1. calmkate says:

            I survived Lisa, not sure I would a tower!

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  12. Great imagery. 🙂

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Jenna 🙂

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  13. Ron. says:

    Y.E.S.S.S….!!!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      N.O.O.O.O!!!! 😉

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  14. Jo-Anne Teal says:

    Love the vignettes and comparisons – wonderfully brought together!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you! 🙂

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  15. lynn__ says:

    We’re experiencing a heatwave here too!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      The one here is supposed to end tomorrow. We’ll see…

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  16. rothpoetry says:

    A wonderful poem Lisa. So many images like a video running! Love the inert cat laid out like my squirrels on a hot day!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Exactly like that! Mlady has long thick hair and she gets on the cool ceramic tile and splays. My dog Chauncey did that all the time. He was half rabbit I think.

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      1. rothpoetry says:

        so funny when they do that… Look like sunbathers on the beach in July!!

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        1. msjadeli says:

          Very furry sunbathers 😉

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          1. rothpoetry says:

            …that is a frightening thought LOL

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  17. Lots to like here – the splayed cats, the brambled porcupines and the ‘lungs’ (not people) trapped in cement towers. A summer blast.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Peter. We’re in the thick of it.

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  18. Clouds taunt… that’s exactly what they are doing here! Excellent imagery throughout and I so identify with the last stanza.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Punam, thank you for your comment ❤

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      1. You are welcome, Li. ❤️

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  19. Oh, I love the imagery, especially the porcupines! And the poem even looks like a square dance with the four tight stanzas. This is beautiful!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      🙂 Thank you for the comment. I need to get out to the porcupine brush pile and take a pic.

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  20. kim881 says:

    I felt the oppressive heat in this poem, Lisa, and the lack of moisture, especially in the alliterative ‘Lawns languish’, the splayed cat (mine do that too), and the lines
    ‘Old lungs trapped
    in cement towers
    heave in brownouts
    waiting for evening’.
    It made me gasp.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Kim. It is supposed to be rains today, but it’s more of the same so far….

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  21. Oof, exhausting. The heat sounds just the wrong side of pleasant. I can feel it through your words.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      It’s like a double prison. I never thought I would look out at all of the green outside that is going nuts in the heat and see it as menacing.

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  22. rivrvlogr says:

    You’ve captured well the many elements of a heatwave. I felt like I was in it. (Although, here, that’s pretty much all summer. Thank heavens for AC.)

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thanks, Ken. Yes! TGFAC!

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  23. memadtwo says:

    Us too. Great description: cats splay, inert. (K)

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, K!

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  24. judeitakali says:

    Love the art and your beautiful verse

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Jude, glad you like them.

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  25. Imelda says:

    This is our summer. However, today, we had a ground soaking rain and that was wonderful.

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    1. msjadeli says:

      So happy for your ground soaking rain, Imelda. We had a big thunderstorm at dusk and it’s still raining out there. Relief! Yes!

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  26. Bill says:

    Nice imagery indeed. Where I live it’s called just another summer. 🙂

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Not by poets it isn’t 😉

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  27. Lasha says:

    true to the word Bramble

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    1. msjadeli says:

      Thank you, Lasha.

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  28. Vivian Zems says:

    Prickly and brambly…I just made it out without too many scratches…loved it!

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    1. msjadeli says:

      🙂 Thank you, Vivian!

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  29. your poem carries a heavy and important image. this is chilling:
    Old lungs trapped
    in cement towers

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    1. msjadeli says:

      I wish it wasn’t so. Senior high rises should be exempt from brownouts.

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