Photo: Dikla Nachmias
Ladies of the borrowed time,
Mistresses of undemanding,
Mothers bearing down the twine
To faithful understanding,
Sisters of this Earth and sky,
Daughters threading needles of
Life verifying,
Girls who hearts ignore —
I hear you roar.
Do know:
Together we’ll weave words
From crying.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: roar
Photo: Jez Timms on Unsplash
In the window
Reflected
Shine from times long
Ago,
As the fire
Resplendent
Warmed cold hands from the
Snow,
And kids’ eyes
Filled with wonder
Twinkled joy in the
Glow.
Elders, too
Filled with stories
Even they’re yet to
Know.
Lights aglow
Hope aflow.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: glow
Photo: Kacper Szczechla on Unsplash
Then
Came just the perfect time
For snowy charm
To let its spirits
Fly
On high,
And make the wind bend
Trees and
Set tardy leaves to
Sway
Astray,
As Fair Folk sprinkle
Flaky frost and
Set aflame a winter’s
Dance.
I am
Entranced.
For the dVerse Quadrille Challenge: Spirited
Photo: Andrew Buchanan on Unsplash
“It is just a crack,” she said,
“A splinter off of perfection.”
‘Twas more than that, she understood,
Knowing what effort it exacted of her
To keep her direction,
To balance scales just so
They did not tip life
And hope
Into utter disconnection.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Crack
Photo: Annie Spratt on Unsplash
I’ll be the quiver
For the arrows
You don’t yet know
How to hold.
I’ll guard the darts
The barbs
The jagged
Points,
Safe within the
Burnished leather
Of my years,
Till you grow enough
To be the quiver
For your own
Sharpened spears.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: quiver
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
I am not yet
Extinct
From here.
The winds that came
Once more
To blow me into an
Oblivion of preemptive
Grief,
Are yet to fray
The threads that
Hold me
In the hope
That this time, too
Will turn
A test, not
Doom.
For the dVerse Quadrille Poetry Challenge: Extinction
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I nicked Nick
With a stick
After he picked
And tried to hit
Me
With a brick.
He should not try
Such a sick
Kind of shtick
If he doesn’t like
Being tricked
And summarily pricked
By a royally ticked
But quick thinking
Chick.
For the dVerse Quadrille challenge: Nick
Photo: D. Freedman
In between the wish for more
And need for less
She paused to let the breeze pass
Through
And transform her
From the rushing steps that never seem to
Gain foothold
On life,
To the tranquility of what is
Yet
to be left
Behind.
For the dVerse poetry quadrille challenge: tranquility
Photo: Smadar Halperin-Epshtein
There is no
Place,
No space,
Without
Voice.
If the trees of our soul
Fall
With no ears near
To hear,
Silence deafens
Roar into
Lore.
Be the voice
Of your song.
Let the air move
Through lungs
Via cords
To record:
You’re aboard.
For the dVerse Quadrille challenge: Voice
Photo: Mehrdad Haghighi via Unsplash
Spattered,
Scattered,
Splattered
Like galaxies
Of reversed light
Upon the expanse
Of skin.
Concentrated pigment
On the canvas
Of the body,
They speckle
Like stars
Reflected
In the negative of film.
Beloved,
They dance upon
The nose.
A freckled
Symphony
Of brown and gold.
For the dVerse Quadrille Challenge
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