I gather dreams here
where withered leaves lay steepless
seesawing on the surface
of the pond
blue heron freezes for the hunt
I watch his stilt legs bend slightly
swift snap, a sun-blessed breakfast
fish wriggles before the great swallow
my dreams are cast
It’s Quadrille time at dVerse Poets Pub. I am pleased to be your host as we “steep” 44 words into a poem. Join us at 3 p.m. EST
In awe I stand
Feet steadied upon
Emerald cliffs
Inhaling breath of sky
Heart-quickened, earth-smitten
Tickle of sea mist on my tongue
I surrender thoughts to the waves
Trundle with ocean’s tide
Erasing all but this moment
Time still…. (passes)
Each second a blessing
Written for De’s Quadrille prompt , “Quick! Write Something!”
Oh Luna, you light monger
Peddling your parables
Poeming me pretty words
Hobnobbing with the clouds
As I am left sleepless
Tossed and tangled
Between lucid thoughts
And muddled dreams
You’re so astronomical
But I find you comical
Spinning your tales in the stars
It’s time to Q44 at dVerse Poets Pub. Victoria is our lovely host. Join us with your own quadrille, a poem with exactly 44 words, not including the title. It must include the given word or a form of it and this week the word is “poem”.
Giggling green spring
Breathing bubble-bliss balloons
Grinning, shimmering, mmmmelt…..ing
Cue music!
Pepper-spiced clouds dance
Freely twisting, curling
Leaves flicker, fears drizzle
Lulling dawn
Hope-filled jars spill open
Sparking rosebud dreams
Journey’s scars echo in ghosts
Creaking shadows skip
To storm’s song
Whispering bliss
Stilled
A quadrille for dVerse. Grace is hosting and she has given us the word, “creak” to play with. This is week 43 for the Quadrille prompt. I challenged myself to use ALL the words.
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