posting poetic prose
18 May 2016 7 Comments
in quadrille, rhyming verse Tags: green, paradise, pastoral, sheep, spring
Earth’s new spring green
sings a theme serene
for ears and eyes keen
to creation’s pastoral scene.
On hills’ grassy sheen
fresh rain-washed clean
sheep shearer has seen
fluff-puff wool to glean.
A poets’ paradise pristine,
if you know what i mean.
For dVerse Poets “green” quadrille challenge and with my apologies to Luci Shaw 🙂
02 May 2016 22 Comments
in quadrille Tags: dance, music, skip, twist
courtly quadrille folk dance
waltzing matilda, she cancan
charlie does the charleston
c’mon baby, let’s twist
square skip your pardner
locomotion make love potion
disco dancin’, groovy prancin’
strut like king tutankhamen
play macarena on ocarina
from bebop to hip-hop,
music gonna move us!
A quadrille is a folk dance or a poem of exactly 44 words, not including title.  At dVerse Poets Pub today, we’re writing quadrilles with the word “skip”. Â
26 Apr 2016 3 Comments
in quadrille Tags: bubbles, girl, pool, swim, trouble
Trying to meet the challenge of writing a poem/haiku every day for National Poetry Month, I found this draft poem I wrote (never posted) to an earlier dVerse prompt; a true story in quadrille form of 44 words.
rising bubbles,
hint of troubles
hot sun, stay cool
float in deep pool
girl cannot swim
slips thru ring’s rim
bubbles, bubbles
danger doubles
sinking under
filled with wonder
relaxed, no panic
water clear blue
go down for two
beautiful bubbles
belie her troubles
Thanks, Dad, for “fishing” me out in time…and paying for swimming lessons soon after!
05 Apr 2016 21 Comments
in quadrille Tags: calf, cow, farmer, flashlight, moonlight
flashlight searches cattle herd
shines on curly white forehead
newborn calf, wet in moonlight
cow’s warm tongue licking clean
baby rides shiny cart to barn
gleam of mama’s watchful eyes
colostrum drips from suckled teat
sheen of pitchforked straw
farmer’s smile shimmers thankful pride
Joining dVerse poets for Victoria’s quadrille (44 word) “shimmer” challenge.
07 Mar 2016 17 Comments
in quadrille Tags: election, grin, politics, Trump
don’t call again-
i’d wear a grin
(is it a sin?)
if someone poked
Trump with a pin
we would elate
while he’d de-flate;
we need a better
candid-ate !
a caricature
at best; Â i’m sure
supporters he’ll
impress, allure;
bamboozled by his
bold coiffure.
Rhyming quadrille in honor of (and with apologies to) Dr. Seuss, who would have celebrated his 112th birthday on March 2nd. Â My response to d’Verse poetics (and current politics).
10 Feb 2016 20 Comments
in quadrille Tags: fences, lull, neighbors, patio, screens
A quadrille (44 words) on the word “lull”, Â linking to dVerse Poetics.
no one sits
on their front
porch anymore or
talks to neighbors
across backyard
patio fences.
no children play
on neat lawns
or ride bikes
together down
uneven sidewalks.
plugged-in society,
as dull hum of
blue screens
lull us all to
fitful sleep.
a poem in my pocket 
You must be logged in to post a comment.