it comes down to this {she says, as she falls}


the bliss
of the moon
kissing skin.

the twist
of balloon clouds
shadow-puppeting the sky.

the skip
of stones across
the sea.

can you hold these things
…..{careful, careful now}
for me? i’ll be back
once these old dry bones
have blown away,




It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse. My favorite. Come play! 


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26 Responses to it comes down to this {she says, as she falls}

  1. Oooh. A wistful haunting feel to this. Loved it.

  2. Grace says:

    Such a lovely bliss of words De ~ Love those balloon clouds ~

  3. qbit says:

    When you get to {careful, careful now}, it takes a fascinating turn towards death. Yes, the reader needs to be careful now, this isn’t about balloon clouds at this point. Or it is but as a stone skipped across the sea. Subtle work.

  4. Waltermarks says:

    It seems ethereal, like a cloud drifting off and someone trying to recapture it. We are but a mist, a vapor in time. Nice, subtle poetry

  5. kaykuala h says:

    the twist
    of balloon clouds
    shadow-puppeting the sky.

    Beautiful wordcraft


  6. love this – speaks to me…

  7. the turn is in the “hold these – careful now” which makes my heart sink a bit – I’ll be back … makes me think she will once again enjoy these things – perhaps in spirit.

  8. kanzensakura says:

    And again, I have so missed your poetry, your talented corralling of words, your creation of bliss and sadness….love this.

  9. Janice says:

    Beautiful…really caught me at the end.

  10. This is life itself, hope there is still time to capture moon on skin,

  11. Sumana Roy says:

    Love those fleeting, blissful and stirring moments to bless life. So beautifully captivated.

  12. kim881 says:

    Your Quadrille has revealed a wistful De, with a twist. I love the ending so much!

  13. lynn__ says:

    Wistful bliss 🙂 Love your first verse especially!

  14. Glenn Buttkus says:

    The depth of this piece is beyond subtle, part Zen, part hedonist–but you do not preach or bang us over the head with religious edicts; no, there is that old whimsey. I hear Zorba in the prelude & Khalil in the close. Wonderful poem; smile.

  15. Beautifully penned De, I love your ‘balloon clouds shadow-puppeting the sky’ xxx

  16. Misky says:

    You have such a special way of phrasing – I just adore reading your pieces.

  17. The opening grabbed me and made the rest sing for me. Love “…the bliss / of the moon / kissing skin…”. Beautiful!

  18. Truedessa says:

    You have found bliss in nature’s kiss.

  19. I like all the action in this piece and at the end it feels like, wait, wait… Well done, and with a twist. You always have such an intriguing style, De! 🙂

  20. Imelda says:

    The last stanxa was unexpected, and yet expected in a way. The piece is wistful. The handing off of the riches is both tender and poignant, and emotion-packed.

  21. Blissful indeed. Well written De. I always enjoy your play of words.

  22. lillian says:

    “Can you hold these things for me?” Well, somehow, I have tears in my eyes with this one. There is a haunting quality to this post and I am connecting with the passage of time. Perhaps it is because we had our grandchildren with us from Sunday until last night (which is why I’m so late to the reading). We had such a glorious time with them. Their youth — their unconditional love — and the reminder of days with our own daughter and son. Time moves so quickly doesn’t it? “Can you hold these things for me?”

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