My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #14 This Monday Björn has challenged us to write a Quadrille of 44 words that has to include the word ‘jar’. I left ajar the door to evening; Moths gathered around the light That jarred the dusk, Exploding in a cloud of dust, Startled by a sudden churring, […]
Tag: Quadrille
My Asymmetry
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille – I am who I am, but tomorrow, who knows? For Monday’s Quadrille (a poem of 44 words: no more, no less – not including the title), Lillian has asked us to create a self-portrait. I look in a mirror and see A transient ischemic face Staring back […]
Summer Quilt
My response to dVerse Poets Pub 5 Year Celebration Part 1, Catching Up with Brian Miller also shared on Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform Every year, My grandmother Aired the hand sewn Summer quilt and placed It on my childhood bed. On sunny Sunday Mornings, we traced A patchwork journey, Each square a story […]
Grandfather’s Roses
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #12 This Monday Bjorn invited us to write on the theme of ‘roses’ in 44 words and started by treating us to a famous poem by Robert Burns and a not so well known picture of ‘Roses and Beetle’ by Vincent Van Gogh. I enjoyed both and decided […]
Blue Hydrangea
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #117 and dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 11 As a token Of the gardener’s growing love He presented his sweetheart With a single Blushing pink hydrangea bloom Her disappointment Spilled into the room Acid words dripped From her petal lips And the perfect globe Underwent a sea change And […]
Bluebottles Aren’t Blue
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 11 13th June A writhing urgency Of milky maggots Spills from a feeding frenzy In the depths of decomposition Metamorphoses From boring brown cocoons Into a metaphor Of obscenely beautiful blowflies Iridescent and metallic Buzzing and battling Against the windowpane Merging into the inky blackness Of Beelzebub […]
Shadows of Green
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 9 – green Emerald light Filtered through foliage Transmutes into shadows of green, A mute cocoon of verdant solitude, A shroud unseen. Words are leaves that fly, Animated by breath of breeze To stop mouths and ears of passers-by, Who don’t see The poet under the tree. […]
Skipping
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille – 8 I can’t believe I just sat down with a bowl of fruit and yogurt and wrote this in one go – in exactly 44 words! I can still feel the thrill of running in my friends turning at both ends me jumping in time to their […]
Twisted
My response to the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 7 – Twist Stomach knots like ivy bound around twisted branches of a gnarled tree. Hands like ropes strangle entangle twisted fingers of despair. Hard teeth like stone gnaw elastic rubber lips twisting meaningless moans. Passion like Eden’s snake screws what was true into paroxysms of […]
Fragile
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #6 – Shimmer The ice queen stared at her frozen looking-glass heart shimmering glimmering its patina of ice scintillating in brittle fragility waiting for the crack of an unfaithful fist the slow-motion shimmy and shatter of smithereens a flurry of pulverised promises each fragment reflecting his face […]
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