…
shhhhh,
i am inky-quiet
and strange to my own
touch. I am lo(o)sing
my muchness to some
mad-and-moonly
sky.
try
and find me here,
among these forest fallings;
i dare you. i swear,
somewhere between
there
and the whisper
-thin pages of our
own breathing.
It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse, and I’m hosting. Come whisper with me…
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Wow those last two lines… simply stunning.
Thanks, B. I may or may not have cheated by offering up one of my all-time favorite words as the prompt today. 😉
Ha.. I did it last time… love that curl.
Such a beautiful write De, I love the ‘inky-quiet’ and ‘forest fallings’, pure magic xxx
Thank you, Xenia.
I like your alliteration – my muchness to some mad-and-moonly sky. Very creative quadrille.
Thanks, Victoria. “muchness” is stolen from Lewis Carrol, and “mad and moonly” is E.E. Cummings. 🙂 They both tend to sneak into my stuff.
they’re yours now 😉
What’s the line? “Geniuses steal?” 😉
Everything we read becomes part of us, for sure. Especially us poets. Sometimes we forget we’re even doing it.
“the whisper-thin pages of our own breathing”. I love that. This is just gorgeous, so many images, fluttering by, like pictures on ruffled pages.
Thank you, Sarah. I am craving some quietude today…the inhale and exhale of stars, perhaps. Something other than all this noise.
This made me think of the value, the importance of inner silence. You never know what you will discover, uncover.
More listening. Yep. I agree.
Oh my…so much to love here…you have a way with words that is in itself a kind of soul-whispering for me.Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Paul.
You are so welcome. I love reading your work.
Oh De, this is delicately done, with the wonderful word-play I have come to expect from you. I just love the lines:
‘somewhere between
there
and the whisper
-thin pages of our
own breathing.’
Thank you, Kim. If I were to officially name the year, so far it would be “Craving Quiet.” 😉
Wonderful write …. great last two lines and love ‘mad-and-moonly sky’ 🙂
Thank you! Must give nod for the phrase “mad and moonly” to E.E. Cummings, who is my favorite.
Muchness and mad-and moonly sky – love the combination ~
– Amazing dance of words De ~
Thank you, Grace. I am still embracing your “fishermoon.” That one is gonna stay with me awhile. Just so gorgeous.
I liked the idea of breathing being whisper-thin.
Thanks, frank. Fragile, to be sure.
My goodness this is absolutely awesome De!❤️ Especially love ” I am lo(o)sing my muchness to some mad-and-moonly sky.” Sigh.. this could very well pose as timeless, classic love song!❤️
Thanks, Sanaa. Nods to both Caroll and Cummings there. 😉
Forest fallings… nicely done for visual words
Thank you. When a poem falls in the forest, it’s nice when someone hears it. 😉
losing my muchness…so interesting!!
Stole it from that Mad ol’ Hatter, and Alice. 😉 Kudos to Lewis Carroll, always.
A whisper to follow-follow into the abyss of the possible.
You got my attention with the first lines! …inky quiet and strange… 🙂 Great prompt word!
Love the paper thin whispering and the borrowing from Lewis Carroll…lovely
Oh, yes:
“find me here,
among these forest fallings” … Or failings. For rest. Faux rest.
Fantastic opening:
“i am inky-quiet
and strange”
Great quadrille De 🙂
the opening sssshhh and then the two last lines. sigh. smiling sigh, De. ❤
Thank you for a lovely prompt. ❤
thin pages of own breathing, love that! 🙂
I swear I wrote mine before reading yours…but we both were thinking forest, moon, and breath!
Three things that go together beautifully, in my book. 😉 Never apologize for spontaneous creativity, lynn. Happens all the time!
Poetic whispers, i think…thanks, De!
Exactly. Sometimes the muses make their rounds. 😉
That full moon sometimes brings madness in small whispers..
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Me: Whispers, “I so love this! Especially that mad-and-moonly sky.” ❤ Thanks for the wonderful prompt, De!
Oh, those last three lines are to die for ❤
Love the whisper-thin of our own breathing.
Beautiful! “Whisper-thin pages of our breathing…” absolutely poetically perfect 🙂
No one but you puts a smile quite like this on this haggered mug! Thanks, I needed that!
Playful and yet haunting – a perfect combination…
You show us such deft word-work.
May quietude find you and the whispered word bring you peace. Loved your quadrille, Dee. ❤
E.E. Cummings and Lewis Carrol would have been flattered that you incorporated their words into a poetic beauty.
I really like: “somewhere between
there
and the whisper
-thin pages of our
own breathing.”
The line breaks are perfect in this. Very nice. I felt compelled to read it quietly.
Whisper oF inK
spLots on a pAge
gain liFe
from
wiThin
flesh
And bloodS age..:)
Enchanting!