This Morning

 

In quickening light,
quietude disperses
with quisling ghosts of night.
Outside the window,

quitch grass quivers
under quicksilver dew.
A curious quirky bird
sitting in the willow

questions every word
of every line I write,
a quaint critic of whom I am quite
fond.

Kim M. Russell, 2017

this-morning

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix

Lorraine is hosting this week’s mix of flash fiction, poetry, and shadorma.

I have chosen ‘Mind your Ps & Qs’ and decided to stick with the letter Q by writing a Quadrille (a 44 word poem) in quatrains.

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