With the scent of snow still lingering
despite winter’s unbattening,
all our senses are shivering
with the familiar inklings of spring:
cut-outs of birds silhouetting
an anaemic sky; sparkling
stars of celandines yellowing
winter browns; and quivering
snowdrops and daffodils spring,
no longer slumbering.
Kim M. Russell, 4th March 2024
Punam is our host for the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille this Monday, and we are having a slumber party, writing poems of exactly 44 words including the lovely, languorous word ‘slumber’.
Punam has not only given us some interesting information about the prompt word, she has also given examples in excerpts from poems. I really enjoyed ‘Necromancer lady in pumpkin festivities’.
writing in north norfolk 
I like that you used the same -ing ending throughout. “sparkling
stars of celandines yellowing
winter browns;” especially delightful lines.☺️
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Thanks Melissa. We’re having intermittent
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Broadband drop-outs, so I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to post.
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You write of things still to come here in Sweden… it is wonderful to here how it sings with all those endings
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Thanks Björn!
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Bring on the celandines, and daffodils of spring! Our spring season is still to come but really excited to see the first spring flowers bloom.
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We have a whole mile of daffodils!
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I love these “inklings of spring” you describe so meticulously, so beautifully, and “quivering snowdrops” seem to describe their very being, appearing as they do while winter still lingers. Just an exquisite homage to the beginnings of spring.
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Thanks so much, Dora!
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Your spring Q sings and springs on ings, Kim! Love it.
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Thanks Punam!
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You are welcome.
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lovely rhyming Kim
Much♡love
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Thank you, Gillena, and much love to you!
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Beautiful, Kim! I especially like how this word sounds and rhythm of this:
“sparkling
stars of celandines yellowing
winter browns;”
I hope you have a lovely visit with your daughter and grandson!
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Thank you, Merril!
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You’re welcome, Kim!
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Loved this! Tis the time of year we awaken. ❤
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Thank you, Susan!
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I love the rhythm of this, Kim, ending in ings 🙂
Seems quite a few of us are seeing/longing for signs of spring 🙂
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Thank you, Dale. Our weather has been so erratic lately, I just wish it would heat up and be done with it!
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Yes! These 20+ differences (in Celsius, anyay) from one day to the next are rather disconcerting. It is March, though, so I shall not get too excited yet 😉
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Your quadrille has such a lovely rhythm …. loved the read.
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Lovely poem.
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Thank you, Maria.
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‘all our senses are shivering
with the familiar inklings of spring’ ~ yes! Love this!
Except here in the southern hemisphere our senses are shivering with the familiar inklings of Autumn. :[ The days are rapidly cooling.
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Thank you Carol. I cant wait for it to heat up here.
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I love the idea of the flowers quivering with excitement and anticipation…(as are we all) (K)
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It seems like the blooms on the daffodil mile not far from our village quiver all day!
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this is musical. so much I liked this. Thanks for sharing Kim.
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Thank you for reading and for your kind comment.
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My pleasure. 😇
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Dazzling
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Thank you, Ron!
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This reads as a song for me, a wonderful lyric with those endings which somehow spark in me a sense of uplift, change is coming.
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Thanks Paul!
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I love the spring rhythm of this!
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Merci beaucoup, Jane!
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xx
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Such a beautiful rhythm and flow with all the right th(ings) for Spring! I especially love the vividness of
“cut-outs of birds silhouetting
an anaemic sky”
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Thank you, Mish!
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Very Evocative for me, Kim. I stopped, stumbled, on the line about the cutouts. Reminded me of the days I, a boy, would be cutting out paper dolls joining hands. Mine were the best.
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Thanks Jim. I used to cut out paper dolls with my grandad!
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I am going to try for the fourth time to get my comment posted. Your coming of spring quadrille is lovely ….
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Thank you Helen – for your lovely comment and for trying to post it four times!
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What will become of the anemic sky? Such vibrant verse, Kim. I enjoyed this creative response.
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Thank you!
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Spring is bursting forth from your words like those daffodils.
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Thank you, Kim!
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I really like how your rhythmic flow enhances the poem’s evocative power. This is an excellent piece, Kim.
~David
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Thank you, David. 😊
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This one is truly singING.
Love it!
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Thank you!
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Beautiful poem, Kim. I enjoyed the lovely descriptions.
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Thank you, Nicole!
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“cut-outs of birds silhouetting
an anaemic sky;”
Great lines, Kim!
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Thank you, Sara!
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such a very happening poem Kim, am loving all the ‘ings’ especially the silhouetting and quivering ..
<a href=”https://www.ladyinreadwrites.com/springboard-of-more-ten-bookish-finds-that-opened-new-worlds/#Finding_a_Springboard_in_Slumber_for_Quadrille_196″>My slumbering post is here</a>
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sorry, the link part of the comment messed up 🙂 https://www.ladyinreadwrites.com/springboard-of-more-ten-bookish-finds-that-opened-new-worlds/#Finding_a_Springboard_in_Slumber_for_Quadrille_196
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Thank you, Vidya.
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