Red plume finery cannot deflect;
Angel pink dips cannot stem;
White sheet bark cannot turn,
nor wood smoke drift to gone,
today’s cursed canvas of gloom.
Its stench cannot be washed off.
Ice crystal tears weep in dismay.
Until sun sword slices to blue.
Mish is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. Mish says:
Write a quadrille; must be exactly 44 words, not counting the title and must include ice
or a form of the word.
Tao Talk 
The turn at the end, and that sun sword – really cuts through (sorry!) the gloom you create.
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Thanks, Sarah! I actually had a different line at the end, but then the sun did burst out! Thanks Sol!
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It is magic when the sun comes out, especially in a few weeks when it also sends some warmth…
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Yes it is and just a few weeks away now…
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Stunning use of colour in your quadrille, Lisa!
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Thanks, Kim!
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You are very welcome, Lisa!
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All those frozen colours. Like popsicles. Frozen until the sun cuts through.
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Nice visual with the popsicles :)
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:)
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A beautiful poem to read aloud, Lisa. I especially enjoyed the phrase “cursed canvass of gloom” and the sun was a welcome ending.
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Thanks much, Mish!
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A beautiful poem Li! :-)
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Thanks, Carol Anne!
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A great poem, Lisa. Love your images. Ice crystal tears weeping is such a great image!
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Dwight, thanks much.
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Ahhh… Sun! Now, if only it had some heat…
Wonderfully imagistic, Lisa. Thanks.
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Thanks, Ron!
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“Ice crystal tears weep in dismay,” they
should have more faith in Sun and its sword.
..
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Good point, Jim. Faith is what is needed.
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A gripping read, Lisa. Well done!
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Dora, thanks much <3
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That blue sky does dispel the canvas of gloom. Hoping for some to come our way soon…(K)
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Thank you, Kerfe. It has been most rare this winter here :(
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Here too. I miss those crisp crystal clear skies.
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Lovely poem. I especially like the closing lines of a sun sword.
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Thank you, Arcadia :)
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Winter would be unbearable without some sunshine! I “like” your poem, Lisa (even if button didn’t work.)
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Lynn thank you and yes it would be. WP always seems to have glitches, thanks for letting me know.
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I think it was on my end…can’t stay logged in?!
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Hoping the “happiness engineers” can help you with it. Any glitches I get I go to the live chat and it usually gets fixed within that day or the next day.
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Goes with the picture so well Lisa.
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Max, this is one where I found the picture in my files after an ice search and then wrote the poem. Thank you.
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Oh so poignant and beautiful Li.
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Thank you, Sadje :)
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You’re welcome Li
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The imagery is beautiful, I really dig the last line. Bravo!
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Jay, thanks much!
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OOF! This is hard-hitting piece, Lisa <3
~David
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Thanks, David.
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I love that sun sword. That is just what it’s like sometimes!
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It sure was slicing through the gray yesterday. Thanks, Merril.
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You’re welcome, Lisa!
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Beautiful array of colours in your poem, Li. :)
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Kitty, thank you very much.
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Happy to hear that your sun has sliced through.
Much❤love
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It was a rare and welcomed sighting these days, thank you, Gillena.
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Ah… the sun and its light that takes about 8 minutes to get to us. We are expecting snow… tomorrow.
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Hoping you get a nice snowstorm, Jules. We have some still on the ground but not nearly the usual.
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We had some snow cover… for a few hours before the rain. By the next morning it was all gone.
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How’s your weather now? It’s a real blizzard today. I hope my son can get home after he leaves work. He’s got a 45 mile+ drive home :(
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The sun is out and it is about 38F.
Just some movement of cloud cover.
I hope your son gets home safely as well!
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Lucky you with the sun out! Time to pray ;)
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…not for long.
Hope …he got home OK!!
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He did :)
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That’s very good!!
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love this Lisa and the stench is best outside. Nice job on the prompt👏
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Thanks much, Cindy!
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How lovely, Lisa. I love the sun sword! ☀️
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Thanks much, Colleen!
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You’re so welcome.
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Magical <3
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Thank you! It was a tough write. I had another poem started but reached an impasse. Once I let the Muse have her way…
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Sometimes you just have to wait for her to arrive :)
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:)
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