Category: Quadrille

Crowning Glory – A Quadrille

Crowning Glory

The man who would be king
rules in his own limited mind
Throwing money to those
who will acquiesce to his demands
and laugh at his repetitive,
unfunny jokes
Responding positively
to his constant need
for admiration
Kissing the ring
of the self-crowned monarch


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De Jackson from Whimsy Gizmo is hosting Monday Quadrille at
D'Verse Poets and she has prompted us with the word Crown.

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title, and tonight
it must include the word 'crown'.

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All’s Fair In Love And War – A Quadrille

All’s Fair In Love And War

It is fair to say
that you
have let me down

In all fairness 
I ask you honestly
through a frown

I’m not your
fair weather friend
Easy come, easy go

I deserve better
Fair’s fair I think
So away from you I grow


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Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets.
Her prompt tonight is the word 'Fair'

A Quadrille is a poem of 44 words excluding the title

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Butterflies – A Quadrille

Butterflies

Ugliness lives
in an anger-filled world
careening out of control
Violence and hatred rule
in the name of rights
minus responsibilities

Butterflies live
and flutter in silence
The delicate beauty
of the moment
touching senses
with colorful vision
and gentleness

Imagination captured
Escape secured


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Lillian is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
She has prompted us with the word "Careen"

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

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Beginning to End – A Quadrille

Beginning to End

A face once smooth
Creamy as alabaster
now lined and sallow
The thick dark hair
highlighting burnt sienna
becomes thinning and white
Tight skin stretched onetime
over strong muscular limbs
Defying gravity
hanging in crepe folds
Soon the cycle will end
Ashes to ashes


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Sarah is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets
and has prompted us with the word 'Ash'

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

Image by Tomislav Jakupec from Pixabay 

Drink The Water – A Quadrille

Drink The Water

I heard the calling and came to you
Knowing it was where I was meant to be
Strange, unsettling, wanting to adapt
I listened to your words and I drank in
your water, deep into my being
until it stoned me to my soul


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De Jackson is hosting D'Verse Poets Monday Quadrille she and has prompted us with the word 'Stone'. I immediately thought of one of my favorite Van Morrison songs "And It Stoned Me" from his Moondance album.  It inspired my quadrille.

The song is about an experience Morrison had when he was 12 years old. After a day of fishing outside a village named Ballystockart in his native Ireland, Morrison and his friends stopped in one of the village's houses, where they saw an old man sitting inside. In Steven Turner's Van Morrison: Too Late to Stop Now, Morrison describes him as "dark weather-beaten."

Morrison and his friends asked the man for water, and he gave them some he'd gotten from a nearby stream. As Morrison drank the stream water he slipped into mystical experience. "Time stood still," he says in Too Late to Stop Now. "For five minutes everything was really quiet and I was in this other dimension. "That's what the song is about."

Courtesy of Songfacts

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

The Turnover – A Quadrille

The Turnover

The fragrance of night jasmine
lingers in the evening air 
leaving scented memories
of sun-kissed days warming the skin

Soft rustling of late summer leaves
clinging tentatively to boughs as autumn winds
begin to blow, heralding the inevitable change
that is about to begin.


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Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets
and has given us the prompt word ”Linger”

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

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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All Rights Reserved

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
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