A Nod to March
My daffodils’ angelic glances
tremble with suspense.
Statuesque stems
shivering at the thought, snow
forgotten so soon, so absolutely
in sun’s gloss of satin
and crocus pearls. Spring’s
vexed by winter’s squeeze
while ladybugs sit cross-legged,
prop their chins against their
elbows and
wait.
poetic form: Quadrille. (44 words in total, excluding the title). Written for dVerse’s Quadrille Monday
I’m always influenced by what I’m reading, and recently I’ve been enjoying Archy and Mehitabel … again. I think I’ve read it three times now.
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Is that drawing one of yours, Misky? I like it very much. I also like your shivering daffodils with their angelic glances and statuesque stems. I love the lines:
‘…Spring’s
vexed by winter’s squeeze
while ladybugs sit cross-legged’ –
what a charming image!
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I am afraid those sprouts of spring are now covered in 2 feet of snow 😦
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I am completely charmed by the visual of those ladybugs in waiting. 😉
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Crosslegged ladybugs… what a great image.. I think spring is waiting.
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We enjoyed 16C today. Rain tomorrow, and temps dropping again. (sigh)
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Haha a perfect ending 🙂
not allowing me to pre-read the rhyme.
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