Lavender tea steeped with a sprig of wild peppermint an afternoon pick me up, when nothing else will do. A flower fragrance enhanced with the bite of mint like summer blue skys, patterned with gray clouds and lightning. Lavender and peppermint my healing brew. © Colleen M. Chesebro It's Monday at dVerse, and Paean is … Continue reading Lavender & Peppermint, Quadrille
Merril D. Smith is hosting at dVerse today. She asks us to write a poem of exactly 44 words (quadrille) not counting the title. Our poem must use some form of the word mirror. Ebony sky, full moon night, tides rise and fall, mirroring Luna’s soft glow— the breath of the goddess. The moon calls to … Continue reading Mirrored by the Moon
Photo by Henrik Pfitzenmaier on Pexels.com Shooting stars mind-map the journey, darkness curls like smoke from a Beltane bonfire healing flames cleanse and renew— it’s a turning point, the full flower moon eclipse potent and transformative. When the moon’s shadow passes, step into your power and make positive changes. © Colleen M. Chesebro For dVerse, … Continue reading Mind-Mapping
The Songs of the Seasons Winter calls out with blustery winds broken by the silence of pure cold Spring arrives with bird song sweet echoes chanted on the wing Summer comes with the chirping of crickets slumber songs sung Autumn sings dirges as frost-crisped leaves drop from the trees © Colleen M. Chesebro Linda Lee … Continue reading Quadrille #170: Music is My Refuge
pale winter sky, the color of turned milk an unfriendly wind skims across the pond cold as a whisper, caressing my icy cheeks the streetlamps aren’t on, but shadows creep coldness descends frosting the street conscious dreams create my reality end of day succeeds © Colleen M. Chesebro A quadrille for dVerse, a day late.
Dawn breaks—bold, golden light an explosion of color against a winter-blue sky When was the last time I felt sunshine on my face? Bright light streaks the heavens, pink glow birds circle from lofty heights While I gaze up in awe from below © Colleen M. Chesebro Photo by Rahul Pandit on Pexels.com For dVerse, … Continue reading Dawn Breaks
It’s monstrous Quadrille Monday and Devious De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo from dVerse asked us to scare up a poem of exactly 44 words, including some form of the word scare. Photo by Monstera on Pexels.com witches on besoms fly Halloween eve is nigh trick or treat pumpkin heads aflame beware Samhain witches new year soul visitations … Continue reading Happy Samhain, Quadrille Monday
The gales of Autumn swirl leaves of goldon streets darkened by rain, sleet falls cold grasses shiver in the wind, waves of emerald greencolored leaves dapple this pastoral scene wind chimes dance as a bell tolls the hourMichigan weather most dour © Colleen M. Chesebro Many thanks to Kim from Writing in North Norfolk, and … Continue reading Michigan Weather, Quadrille #162
Merril D. Smith was the host at dVerse, yesterday... Yes, I'm always a day late! I've been experimenting with free verse, so the Quadrille is perfect for this type of poem—all you need is 44 words. Merril's requirement was to use the word "track" somewhere in the poem. Many thanks for the inspiration! "Foggy Morn" … Continue reading Foggy Morn – Quadrille #161
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