you scatter your eggshells perfectly
pique purples, buried blues
a mosaic masterpiece
leaving no spaces in between
I picture myself featherweight
my feet barely brushing ground
juking around every jagged chard
gracefully landing between your
heartstrings
there I strum
you forget your famed fortress
This week is the10th anniversary of dVerse Poets Pub!!
Co-founder, Brian Miller is our host and we are thrilled to have him return to help us celebrate. He has offered us the word “juke” for our 44 word quadrilles. The prompt is open all week. Hope you can join in .
mishunderstood 