The dark blanket of night cast away
waning moon waved goodbye
morning delicately stretches and blushes
kissed softly by the scarlet sun
shooing away the last of twinkling, giggling stars
she twirls her cerulean skirt
shot with pastel hues,
scalloped with lacy candyfloss clouds.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Mish, has asked us to write a quadrille which must have the word candy.
When dark wintry thoughts plague
I snuggle into your comforting words
to feel sanity restored
The quilt of your reassuring words
is enough to keep me cosy
during harsh cold nights
Your forever loving embrace
is the talisman that always
keeps me warm and safe.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Li, has asked ust write a quadrille including the word “warm“.
Dreams wrought in the fires of reality
roots entrenched in terra-firma
need no wings to soar
Yet, wind they are; your insults
impetus to embrace self
and stubborn refusal to wallow in
wretchedness. I withdraw from victimhood
by switching positions;
winning battles my way.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De, has asked us to write a quadrille using the word, wing.
Beclouded by moody mist
the lake hides blighted shadows adrift
frenetic shards of light gleam
subdued ripples silently scream
Beware, Beware, Beware!
intricate silhouettes do scare
fearful birds take flight
flicker afar stranger lights
fetid fog falls on fallows
the monstrous triumph on Hallows!
Written for dVerse quadrille. Today’s host, De, has asked us to use the word scare. Also doffing my hat to my Ragtag community.
The garish red-pink paint
covering familiar grey stucco quaint
gone the banyan; our silent lunch mate
that stood near the gate
unknown faces in the library ( my shrine)
my school, no longer seemed mine
but when the bell rang
my poor smote heart sang!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Kim, has asked us to write a quadrille including the word bell in it.
The lively green trees conduct an acoustic medley
an early whispering mist
saunters from the mountains
the dapper copper leaves
and the dazzling gold blossoms
feel betrayed and abandoned
as they are forced to kneel on the track
in supplication to the new season.
Written for dVerse quadrille Monday. Today’s host, Merril, has asked us to use track in 44 words. I have used words from Jane’s random word generator.
Little man, wipe that smile
don’t look as pleased as punch
victories are often short-lived
on this thought, do munch
you have thrown enough lame punches
now hear the music of bone crunch
winter is around the corner,
just wait. You’ll get sucker punched!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De, has asked us to pack a punch ie use Punch in our quadrille.
Many hands toiling behind the scenes
to smooth all creases
many hours spent slogging over details
to make a beautiful experience
many miles travelled
to bless and celebrate
marriages may be made in heaven but
require a lot of effort to work on earth.
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, Li, has asked us to write a quadrille including the world work in it.
It has been a hectic two days, travelling to and fro to attend a wedding in the family. We are on our way back home and I have written this sitting in the back seat.
Under the blanket of moon’s warmth
we lie together; the night and I
telling each other bedtime stories
resting our heads on the wet grass
the morning arrives coyly,
lovingly pouring golden sunshine
into my cup. Her piercing gaze
accusing me of being unfaithful.
Written for dVerse quadrille Monday. Today’s host, Linda, has asked us to write a quadrille on morning.
You were such a romantic
we were known as the duo dynamic
my love made you ecstatic
but lately you have been erratic
your ardour has become static
but today ain’t you being dramatic
declaring that I am not your type! How utterly pathetic!
Written for dVerse. Today’s host, De, says:  I want you to play with some form of the word type in your piece: typing, typed, typewriter, typography, typist.Archetypal.
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