Category: Quadrille

Out of the Groove – A Quadrille

Out of the Groove

Over time, with circumstances
pushing us in different directions, 
our groove has been smoothed out
We no longer fall into each other
Instead with our balance regained
we stand independently 
Me, strong without your weight
pulling me down
You, floundering because you never tried


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De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
She has prompted us with "Groove"  Any which way we want to use it.
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.

Stolen – A Quadrille

Stolen

One day when I was not looking
it went missing
I always held it close
Protected it, guarded it
with care and attention
but then in a beat
it was gone
Taken from its hiding place
and without my knowledge
You stole my heart


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De Jackson (aka Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D'Verse Poets.  She has prompted us the the word 'Heart'

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Photo by Belinda Fewings on Unsplash

The Music Plays On – A Quadrille

The Music Plays On

Our music plays
I hear it, always 
But it falls
on your deaf ears
You no longer smile
remembering where it
once took you
Now you march to 
a different tune
and I stand here
wondering
Is this the end
of our love song?


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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting D'Verse Poets Quadrille
She has prompted us with the word 'Stand'
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Image by Martyn Cook from Pixabay 

Slipstream – A Quadrille

Slipstream

Traveling together
World explorers
of ancient cities
and natural habitats
Experiencing life and
seeing mankind in his habitat
Wandering like clouds
Touching earth every so often
Hungry for more
Then came the day
when you became self-absorbed
and I was lost in your slipstream


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De Jackson (AKA Whimsy Gizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D'Verse Poets.  Tonight she has prompted us with any form
of 'Stream'

A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Rocking Around The Clock – A Quadrille

Rocking Around The Clock

Jiving Joeys and Jonis 
To juke box rock and roll
Ribbon bow pony tails
 
 Flying
 
Poodle skirts are
 
 Twirling
 
Slicked back Brylcreem hair
 
 Unmoving
 
Drainpipe blue jeans
White tee shirt
and winkle picker shoes
Comb in back pocket
Rocking around the clock
 
 Happy days
 

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Brian Miller, one of the founders of D’Verse Poets is hosting Monday Quadrille tonight as D’Verse Poets Pub celebrates its tenth anniversary.   
He has prompted us to write a quadrille with the word Juke.  We can use it as a noun or a verb. 
A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.
 

A Gift – Quadrille

A Gift

Silver lined clouds
bringing hope after a heavy rain storm
A semi circle of rainbow
smudged against the grey expanse
that we might stare 
in amazement
Late afternoon rain showers
causing a mild inconvenience 
but gifting us
with the magical memories
of Nature’s wonders


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Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with the word “ Smudge”
A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title

Daydreaming – A Quadrille

Daydreaming

Cumulus clouds congregating
High in the blue sky
Forming fluffy puffs of cotton
Constantly moving, changing shape
Abraham Lincoln holds a sheep
While the dog’s head grows in size
Eventually becoming a whale
Daydreaming in the sun’s warmth
Letting the mind be curiously creative

 
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De Jackson, aka Whimsy Gizmo, is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us to write a
quadrille with "Curious"

Image by koon boh Goh from Pixabay 

Wound Up – A Quadrille

Wound Up

My nerves were 
so tightly wound 
one sound of dissention
would make me jump
from my shivering skin
 
Your words, as always
hateful and cruel
were like salt poured
in an open wound
Stinging and painful
 
Fearing the worst
I escape before
finally snapping
 
 
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Lillian is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets tonight
She has prompted us with Homographs.  A word that, although spelled
the same, has two different meanings depending on how it is spoken.
The word she has asked us to use is "Wound".  We can use it once 
or twice showing both meanings.

Photo by Jakob Owens on Unsplash

Seeds of Doubt – A Quadrille

Seeds of Doubt

When did he stop listening
she wondered
Once, everyone forgets
Twice, he’s losing it!
Daily, so it seems
He’s not listening at all
 
The sudden realization
something is wrong
Seeds of doubt germinate 
Taking root, spreading
Faster than ink drying 
on a divorce decree
 
 
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Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets tonight.
She has prompted us with "Seed"

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title

Image by Brigitte makes custom works from your photos, thanks a lot from Pixabay

Darnella Frazier – A Quadrille

Darnella Frazier

Because you bothered
There is a record
The indisputable proof
of what actually occurred
Your fearlessness
and tenacity
in the face of adversity
will be remembered
Without your actions
this nation would never
have known the truth about
George Floyd’s death


We thank you


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De Jackson (aka Whinsy Gizmo) is hosting Monday Quadrille
at D'Verse Poets and has prompted us with the word "Bother"
Today, here in the US, the jury will now decide on
the fate of Derek Chauvin who killed George Floyd
before our eyes in May of 2020.  The very brave
Darnella Frazier, who was only 17 at the time, took a video
of the events so we were all able to see what happened.
Thank you Darnella.  You are very brave.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.
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