Photo: Alexander Dummer via Unsplash
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
Photo: A.Katz
As the sun’s last light
Paints mountains
Red,
May worry find a safe
For stashing
Dread:
That morning might
Not come
Again,
That homes might turn
From hope
To strain,
And children’s cries
Will sound
In pens,
As they wake
More memories
Of pain.
For dVerse Quadrille Challenge: Sun
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
If a hollowing sorrow
Catches your breath in a
Hold
And then folds
Like a snail
Into what can’t
Be told …
Let the richness
Of you
Spread like gold
From a long ago story
Foretold,
Like the waves’
Gentle touch
On a morning’s
Threshold.
For dVerse’s quadrille challenge: Rich
Photo: Pixabay on Pexels.com
When the world hollows out
And the sun cooks up blame,
Don’t forget there were times
When we’d known
The con-game,
And yet chose –
To our shame –
Truth’s very core to
Maim.
We allowed
A shell-game
To carve the Earth
Up
In flames.
For dVerse Quadrille Monday: Up
Photo: Chagit Moriah-Gibor
As chilly nights
Churn cold winds
And unclothed trees
Hold branches
In a yearn
To huddle near,
Cherish the fleeting
Flowing moments
Of memory’s chalices
Filling with cheer,
As a child
Chants a prayer
And gently lights
History’s challenge
To despair
Lack
And fear.
For the dVerse Quadrille Monday challenge: Cheer
Photo: Karen Forte
The air pristine
On angels’ winds,
Unspoiled by what
Mans’ hands can bring.
In feathered clouds
And oceans’ swing,
It heralds surf
Of joy within,
To mark the waves
With dance that gleams,
And breathes along
A song to sing
For all that dreams.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: Spoiler
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