(Photo: Inbar Asif)
It was everything
To her
To tend the naked vines that sprawled
Across her soul,
And through the long cold
Winter
To let the sun pour
Over
The sprawling expanse of not-yet-sweetness,
As she hoped
And prayed
For fruit
Ripening amidst abundance
Into wine.
For the dVerse poetry quadrille challenge: Wine
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There was a moment between
Childhood and
Being almost
Grown up,
Where she knew that she would
Very soon be
Quite possibly
All tied up.
With chores and duties
Work and house,
Strung like eyes
On knitting needles,
In a knot of adult
Life.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Knot
(Photo: Karen Forte)
The fog cocooned her.
A swift blanket
Of numbing
Penetrative chill
The sun could not
Expel.
And yet
A butterfly’s wing
Flicked against
Her cheek.
A kiss
Of warmer
Days.
A promise for
What what could,
In a heartbeat,
Thaw frost
Into bedazzled
Hope.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: swift
For Carol. On your birthday in heaven. Butterfly kisses galore.
(Photo: Dustin Humes on Unsplash)
She knew when she opened the window
That day
That it would be
One
For the way.
The frost on the petals
The chill in the air
The way that stray branches
Scraped against the stair.
The breath of new winter
Kissing her hair.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Way
(Photo: Stéphane Juban on Unsplash)
When the cold gripped hard
And pulled life from the sinews
Of the earth,
And when the wind screamed wild
Among the emptied branches
Overhead,
She’d seek the warm embrace
Of the inglenook’s fireplace
And write a book
Of summer’s heat
Inside her
Head.
For the dVerse quadrille poetry challenge: Inglenook
(Photo: Isaac Holmgren on Unsplash)
When all was said and done,
There was no question
Of whether or when
Or why,
She would be expected
To abide by all
The rules they had
Intended to
Apply.
The law was set.
The outcome clear.
She was to follow
And adhere.
For the dVerse quadrille poetry challenge: abide
Photo: Smadar Epshtein
“What does happiness mean,” she asked,
Her eyes round with the query
Of the lost
Awaiting to be
Found.
“It is the sun warming your skin,” he said,
His own eyes taking on the mist.
“And the unexpected sweetness
Of cherries on your
Tongue.”
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Happiness
(Photo: Al Battison on Unsplash)
She could not help the pull of lore
And hopes that drew on her
Heart like a magnet right into
The polar
Opposite of what
She had been raised to
Know and
Want.
For how could she possibly
Be anything but
What she
Was?
For the dVerse quadrille poetry challenge
Photo: Peter Oslanec on Unsplash
The voice of song
Lulled her to sleep
As wind whispered
Leaves into heaps.
Her mind soared on
A night’s journey’s sweep
As breathing slowed
And memories steeped.
Her body warm neath
Blankets soft and deep,
She sighed and found
A dream to keep.
For the dVerse poetry quadrille challenge: blanket
They rose in steady hum of
Motors aiming to break
Clouds
And dispersed the waves upon the
Sand as life skittered
Aground.
They pointed nose into the
Sky with souls holding on well
And fast
As engines revved anew
And headed home
At last.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: sky
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