The tongue smooth and the voice syrupy Luring those with a sweet tooth Like bees to a honey pot Once captured the tone would change Becoming peppered with stinging hot jabs meant to harm like salt in a wound Beware the master of deception Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Punam is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse. The prompt tonight is “Pepper” in any form. A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.
There are two sides to a mirror The side you choose holds magic confirming your narcissistic nature Which loves what it sees My side is blank It’s only purpose to reflect your image out to the world I am unseen, living in your shadow Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse and the prompt is ‘Mirror’
We play the game Idioms for idiots Turning the proverbial page Let’s start again fresh and put problems in the rear-view mirror Tomorrow is a new day The revolving door of denial spins As we squander scraps of our sanity Here we go again Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse. Her prompt tonight is and form of the word Revolution.
Sensing a shift in the status quo Ever so slight but I read you well Having been here before At first it was devastating The beginning of the end Now after weathering the storms that are named for you I go with the flow Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse. Her prompt word is ‘Shift’ to be used how you wish. A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title
When you left me the earth stood still The wind held its breath and trees stood silent A melon ball sun refused to smile and the sky cried no tears Feeling my pain it held me until I could release a gasp of disbelief Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved De provided tonight’s Quadrille prompt at D’Verse, and it is the word “Gasp”. Sanaa will be hosting and reading our submissions. A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.
Nonchalant girl hair twirling around fingers Twitching like a fly swat A mustache held in place Under nose With pouted lips She rolled hair in little buds Tightly across her crown Onlookers amused Boredom leaves and hair is now the texture of candied peel Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Mish is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse Poets. Our prompt tonight is 'Candy' however we would like to use it. A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title.
As hard as you might try
I will never be controlled
Thinking my spirit can be grounded
By clipping my wings
Will only make me run faster
Like the wind I can never be caught
I am free to blow whichever way I choose
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De Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse giving us the prompt “Wings”
A Quadrille is a poem of 44 words excluding the title.
What is this strange dance that we always do Where we circle each other like prey Staring in silence Strategizing and preparing for the inevitable outcome Throwing verbal darts while we sidestep and taunt until one eventually falls unceremoniously from the tracks of life Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Merril is hosting Monday Quadrille at D'Verse tonight. The prompt word is "Track" A quadrille is a poem of 44 words excluding the title Image by Thomas Schroeder from Pixabay
It stings, cuts, snipes and slashes
Pounds the brain
Twisting stomachs
In an intricate macramé of knotted concern
Takes breath from bodies
Blinds eyes
Bruises souls
It expands the heart
And it also breaks it
Love
The most arduous, gut-wrenching
Piece of work
Ever!
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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse tonight. Today is
Labor Day in the US and she has promoted us with the word ‘Work’
I stare at the paper
The type as black
as my heart
Bold as my actions
I see my name and your name
but my eyes refuse to go further
The rest is a blurred mangle
of words and emotions
that delivered this decree
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De Jackson is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets
and she has prompted us with the word ‘Type’
A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words excluding the title