Whimsygizmo is hosting Quadrille over at dVerse Poets Pub this week and has given us the prompt of “fill.”
Stay Little a Little Longer
Stay little a little longer
so I can hold you
a few moments more
here by the warm glowing fire
toys covering the floor
Childhood is too soon over
I’ll never have my fill
of storybooks and silly rhymes,
days of Jack and Jill
Word count 44
Puff the Magic Dragon — Peter, Paul & Mary
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Lillian is hosting dVerse Poets Pub final Quadrille of 2019 and asks us to glow with the season. “Write a quadrille (a poem of EXACTLY 44 words, not including the title) AND include the word “glow” or a form of the word within the body of the poem. A synonym for glow does not fulfill the prompt. It must be the word, or a form of the word.”
Dancing in the Glow
Waning moonlight shines
on the forest below
painted now and covered
with icicles and snow
wild dancing ’round
the firelight’s glow
the winter pixies
perform their show
but old Mother Winter
doesn’t watch alone
I gaze in silent wonder
frost nipping at my nose
Word count 44
And Winter Came – Enya
Til next time ~ May the joy of the holidays glow in your heart ~JPP
(Sorry couldn’t resist) 😉
De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) is hosting at dVerse Poets pub for Quadrille 93. “Pen us a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word spirit.”
Spirit of Light
A star in the dark shall be woken
light from the shadows shall spring
spirit so strong can’t be broken
bells too long silent won’t ring
remember to listen and hear
when one star stands alone in the darkness
then every nightmare shall fear
word count 44
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Whimsygizmo is hosting quadrille night at dVerse Poets Pub tonight and bids us take a crack at poeming.
My Wabi Sabi* Heart
my wabi sabi heart
is filled with cracks and holes
letting in the light
that colors up my soul
cerulean blues, volcanic reds
and yellows
kaleidoscope colors of my years
and I am grateful for every shade
bright white laughter
and glistening black tears
word count 44
*Wabi-Sabi is a Japanese word with many meanings relating to observance of the impermanence and imperfections of life. The definition I have always found most enjoyable came to me from a street vendor in Osaka, Japan “it is a way of living that focuses on the beauty within the imperfections of life and peaceful acceptance of the natural cycle of decay.”
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Kim is hosting this week’s quadrille at dVerse Poetics and our challenge is “I’d like you to take any meaning, form or compound of the word keep, and write a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting your title), including the prompt word.
Dragon’s Keep
Shining stars of diamonds
sparkles glint off walls of gold
water runs in wide rivulets
the sound like clinking coins
changing hands
The walls are slick with damp
dank smells burn the eyes
the shadows lengthen
dark and deep
here within the dragon’s keep
word count 44
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Merril is hosting at dVerse Poets Pub tonight for Quadrille Monday. She bids us consider “It’s afternoon here in New Jersey, where we’re having a warm and breezy October day, but maybe the sun is setting now in your part of the world? Perhaps you’re about to set down your work to pick up your poetic pen? Open your mind, what you think is not set in stone. Or is it?”
The Ever Changing Sky
Across the umber hills
I watch the changing sky
waiting for the sunset
to bring the cooling night
colors constantly change
from darkness into light
Seasons come and go
set sure upon their path
as daylight swiftly flows
and years go by too fast
word count 44
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
Today Lillian at dVerse Poets asks us for a quadrille based on “the 10th most beautiful word in the English language was identified as tranquility. So – that’s the word for today’s Quadrille. You must include the word tranquility, or a form of the word, in a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title.” Quite a challenge – I’m game how about you?
Ode to Autumn – a Quadrille
the sky shines bright and blue
leaves dance on gentle breezes
tranquility abounds
like the precious golds
and softer browns
too soon will come the cold nights
and the depth of winter slumber
but today with autumn’s
gentle kiss
we say goodbye to summer
Word count 44
Til next time ~Peace ~JPP
