ablaze Spring in full sway, when dandelions peep low to call in drowsy pollinators. Twenty nine blazes, scatter-shots grass bright with yellow on green flag. Unfurled spirit, nature’s patriot foundation, under scant pear blossoms. Pale demure ruffles tiptoe branches where robin, dove, and chickadee pause. Michelle (aka Mish) is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday….
Category: quadrille
dVerse — Q199 — Every Day is Friday
Every Day is Friday For awhile Fridaysmeant something to me:–school week’s end–date night–party night–work week end;Then things changed to:–graduated–married–divorced–four-day work weeks;Now:–retired–every day is Friday. De Jackson aka WhimsyGizmo is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De would like us to write a quadrille (44 words total, not counting title) using the word Friday.
dVerse — Q198 — Suckered
Sunshine Lollipops and Rainbows – Left Panel by Tanielle Childers Suckered Shop me as a list,check the boxes off,pray untwine my twist. Contour me with heat,sculpted to your fancy,bind me, sugar sweet,lollipopped, entrancing. Lick me as your prize,beyond the chewy center,until there’s nothing leftexcept an empty wrapper. Returning from a month-long poetry hiatus, I am…
dVerse — Q195 — Born in Touch
Born In Touch All that is,atoms’ motion,born in touch,nudging,reachingconnection: eyes meeting,ears listening,tongues tasting,fingers brushing,words articulating,emptiness speaking,souls intertwining in realms inside/outside time, space, places. Old stones testifythrough seasons:each of 10k thingsrecycled incarnationsin perpetuity. top image link De aka Whimsygizmo is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants us to write a 44-word poem using the…
d’Verse – Quadrille Monday 194 — Red Dragon
Red Dragon Smoke smell fastened, pulled from valley, I climb the hill to barren ash. Trauma woods fire-blackened, uprights flattened. Bracken-scaled, flexing talons, vengeful dragon. Imagining what passion called, where sense crawled, slack- jawed madness, scorched earth fashion, happened. Knight pageant, cannon-wagonned batten down for fight. With this, my method was to go to rhymezone,…
dVerse — Q193 — Don’t Pinch Me
Don’t Pinch Me In half spoon-curled,nitelight soft-glowed,mattress-warmed,flannel-soothed,vervain-sniffedfluffy clouds I face youreven-breathed,solid presence. Eyelashes droopabove cold nose,waiting; my handrising and fallingon your chest. In timeyou turn to scootch-reachcloser, low-growling. Don’t pinch me if I’m dreaming. Top image link De is today’s host for dVerse’ Quadrille Monday. De wants us to write a quadrille (exactly 44 words…
dVerse — Q192 — Blue’s Pink
“Pink Bayou” by Stacey Strugatz I languish a dark lagoon, trapped in brackish waters, a sand bar desert from love. Gulls glide drafts and laugh at jokes without punchlines. Day fades to new moon tide whispers and laps its way; channel etched by dawn to swim blue’s pink again. Melissa is today’s host for dVerse’…
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