..
Kick-bounce me off of your
bubbleballoon knee, your skip-shimmered
glee, your whisper-peppered hopebreeze. I’ll flicker
you something drizzled in shadow-song,
sound-stormed dawn
{echo}
……………………{crunch}
, and you’ll knock that bliss-moon free,
leave her breathless, spice-curled and
wanting;
know she’s been {still}
grinning,
all along.
..
A second Quadrille offering for today’s dVerse, where I am hosting. Let’s call this The One With (Almost) All the Words. 😉
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I’m in awe… so many happy words… grinning along
Little kids just love bouncing on a knee or foot and sometimes my stomach!! Very good. And the moon always keeps smiling down on us! Is it the man or the woman?? I forgot!
Dwight
Great wordplay! Oh my, yes!
I love that opening:
“Kick-bounce me off of your
bubbleballoon knee”
“sound-stormed dawn” … Beautiful.
“spice-curled and
wanting”
Loud applause from my corner. Such a happy collaboration of words!
Love the happy words of this poem!
Great work. Marrying words and falling in love with dashes–therein lies the secret!
Nice phrase: “bubbleballoon knee”
Your quadrille bounced the bliss-moon clean out of the park, De!
spice-curled and wanting.. now that is hot!!❤
Such delighful word-play!
This is some kind of crazy, girlfriend. 🙂
The line break after “flicker” has me picturing this as a star child, sitting on her momma’s knee. Mom’s trying to rock her to sleep perhaps, but this is maybe an ADHD kid. Some of your word choices make me think she’s bouncing off Mom’s knee and then around the sky, pinging on everything, like she’s inside a pinball machine. Then the grinning moon at the end makes me think of the little girl’s grandma, giggling in the corner, watching Mom try to put little Daisy star to sleep but seeing her get all amped up at bedtime instead.
Love that! 🙂
This makes me want to sing, dance, and play–such fun!