Category: quadrille
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19.10: dVerse Quadrille
A Man with Moonlight she hums sounds of sleep,soothes her child as she observes — behind screened windows,blotched yellowed-whiteby the moonon the gated garden wall, a manwalking in the moonlight. alone. and in her loneliness,she wonders whatthoughts and hungercross his mind. Written for dVerse Poets, a quadrille of 44-words including the word ‘screen’. Some images…
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06.10 dVerse Quadrille 257
What I Carry Taken from a pebble-dashed beach, this pieceof sharp-edged flint, a gift from his small hand into my pocket — and I carry it around,its weight warm against my hip. It’s as if his hand still holds both itand my autumn heart. Written for dVerse Poets, a quadrille of forty-four words including pocket. Photograph is…
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1706: dVerse Quadrille
Mythic An old woman tells a storywhile rain taps the window. The children lean in closer. The wolf is gone, she says,though the forest remains. The facts have long sincevanished, but the myth remains —sitting by the firewarming his furry paws. Written for dVerse Quadrille “myth” 44-words sans title. Some images created with Midjourney; all…
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2502: dVerse Hunger
Hunger for the Quiet of Stars Not for bread. Not for knowing.This hunger has no mouth. It pulls toward the hourwhen clocks forget purpose,when the sky’s deep bruiseoffers its cold, patient pulse. To fold inward like a held breath.To be,the star no one names. Written for DVerse Poets Quadrille “hunger” Image from Nasa: Cat Eye Nebula.…
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1401: dVerse Quadrille
Rainy Smile You ask why I am smiling.This grey dawnis its own kind of gift;the rain’s rhythmon the windowpane is a hymn I understand—the world,in its wet,patient way,offers itself to me again.And I say, yes,thank you. written for dVerse Poets Quadrille #239 “smile” , poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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3.12 dVerse Zero
From a Silent, Fertile Womb From zero,the world blooms. Not from two,but from that void’s deep hum, the unmade promise,the breath before Yes. We are all bornof this silent, round womb, this nothing that dreamtof being something,and spun itself into you and me. And now for something completely different: Written for dVerse Poets: Quadrille – word…
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23 Sept: dVerse Quadrille
Petals (a Quadrille in an Imagist poem form) Petals, arabesque and swaying.Petals, brimming as bright asa morning star. Petals soft as scented heaven.Petals’ sorrow plucked for joy. “Loves me-loves me not,” criedpetals on black-eyed, doom-dark eyes—petalled tongues whispering. Petals witheron the ground.Petals the scytheforgot. Written for dVerse Poets Quadrille (44-words) in an Imagist poem form. Some artwork…
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9 Sept: dVerse Quadrille
So Much Between So much dependson the moon’s pale hinge,the way night folds its dark velvetover the day’ssharp edges. So much is still heldin the soft hush —the unsaid,the almost, the breath betweengoodnightand a dream’sfirst tender sigh. This quadrille (44-words, sans title) is written for Dee’s dVerse Poets Quadrille #231 “much”. Some artwork is created using Midjourney…
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26 Aug: dVerse Quadrille
Tumultus Mus Musculus (44-Word Quadrille) The mice throw a rumpus —wearing tiny top hats,and drinking whiskey from thimbles.They’re spinning a walnut, and waltzing on tables. But —are those cat’s eyesgleaming like diamondsthrough keyholes? Dance on, my darlings.Dawn wants to steal your shoes. Kim invites us at dVerse Poets to write a Quadrille #230 about a “rumpus” Some…
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12 Aug: dVerse Quadrille #229
Last Laugh of a Dandelion That little flower refused to shut up —jabbering of moon-drunk alley cats,tomorrow’s lost socks,and how the dark craves mischieflike a thief craves silvered moonlight.“Hush,” I pleaded, but it only laughed,“I’m a dandelionwho refuses to be a weed.” Soundtrack note: “Some flowers gossip in moonlight, some in mercy — either way,…
