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Dance, tiny bubble shimmer girl,
skirted in skip and spark and shadow
-spill.
There’s a scar-breeze breathing
open your grin. It leaves us lulled,
pulled,
cued to cloud
and snowmelt, twist of green shoot,
gathered rose.
We hold our smallest journeys
in globe-jars.
Shake.
…………..Behold.
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A second Quadrille for today’s prompt. I’m hosting over at dVerse. Bar opens at 12 PST.
{This is the one in which she uses ALL the words.}
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That opening is phenomenal:
“Dance, tiny bubble shimmer girl,
skirted in skip and spark”
It makes me think there are little water fairies inside all the bubbles when we take our relaxing/playful extra-sudsy baths. 🙂
Oh, man. I want a hot bubble bath so bad today. I’m FREEZING.
PS: I think I might BE a water fairy…
I seem to be hot all the time. Other people keep turning on heaters, and I keep turning on fans. 😛
You are most definitely a water fairy.
I love the journeys in a jar… for some reason it makes me think of the snowball scene of citizen Kane. “Rosebud”
Just beautiful.
This time, I read it as g/lobe-jars … which turns ears into jars … which is awesome!
Wow! Wow! This is such fun. Well done!
Terrific word play De ~ The ending just shines ~
We hold our smallest journeys
in globe-jars.
Beautiful!❤️
Oh, snow globe imagery! The only time I went to New York, I bought my daughter a snow globe in Bloomingdale’s, one that you can wind up and it plays a tune. She still has it. I had a Halloween one that played a tune but gave it away as a prize one year.The opening lines reminded me of my daughter – a ‘bubble shimmer girl’. I love the ‘scar-breeze’!
Splendid. I love this. >
Love the imagery of the snow globe. You really brought your A game.
Oh my! Drinking my coffee, near the bottom of the cup and I come upon this one. It caused me to set the cup down, swallow quickly and let out an audible “ohhhhhh.” Love it all….but the ending is superb!!!! This is wonderful! And….I finished setting up our Christmas decorations last night. I put away all our other knick knacks, books etc….literally clear the shelves and tables and then replace with everything Christmas (although I tend to minimalist in numbers of things). Each carries a memory. And I absolutely adore the one snow globe I have……so your poem encapsulated those feelings. LOVE this! 🙂
So beautiful!
Magical!