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Dance,
we scribe; try to spark
and lull the clouds to play
their bubblegrins across
our open-shadow song.
Twist,
we sing. Skip and
dream of green breezes
spilled through rose jars,
melted shimmer-snow.
Breathe.
Right on cue,
when journey leaves
us jarred,
we know.
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A second offering for today’s Quadrille: the one in which she uses all the words.
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Such a happy and carefree dance. Cue the applause.
I liked the ambiguity of this – I also loved the audacity of giving the skies a cue. Inspired.
Just delightful!
Wonderful, De! I especially love the play on words:’bubblegrins’ and ‘shimmer-snow’.
This is absolutely mesmerizing De ❤️ especially love “Twist, we sing. Skip and dream of green breezes spilled through rose jars, melted shimmer-snow.” Kudos!❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
The contrast between the joyful dance and the jarred end… most like life I think… and will winter coming early I feel the same.
“we sing. Skip and
dream of green breezes”
I really like this part.
This is wonderful De, I especially love your ‘bubblegrins’ in the clouds :o)
Love how you and Bjorn use all the former words for the quadrille. I don’t know what I’m waiting for, it’s just going to get more difficult! 🙂
I too like the ambiguity – and the beauty.
Cool as a Cue-cumber, De; you used them all!
Beautifully crated and with such depth. I love this.