..
,
all that yellow jacket honey
-coated daybreak, broken
-open dawn.
a yawn of moon aiding
and a-bedding herself in snowy
mountain morning duvet.
a fray of sky fabric,
billowed soft by breeze.
…………………….shaken,
…………………….stirred,
whirred by one last
…………..s(l)ip
of the tongue,
hummed low,
sweetly s(t)ung.
..
For Mish’s awesome Quadrille #74 over at dVerse (late to the party, but I’ll bring snacks.)
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DELIGHTFUL SIP OF A POETIC TRIP!
This is wonderfully witty, with some great visuals and an excellent internal rhyme. Liked this “broken open” poem… 😉
Loved where the prompt took you, sounds like a lovely morning!
I love all the wordplay, but most that sting in the song you saved for last.
I love that ‘snowy mountain morning duvet’ De, it creates a beautiful image 🙂💜 xxx
Great play of words. What a fun read. You have wonderful imagery throughout.
Betcha Shawna
Would Have
A Few
Words
For this
But She is
Only One of
Those Friends You Sip
Coming And Going With the Wind
Other Than That Great Word Play
Whimsygizmo’s Nostalgia Blog too..:)
Oooh! “all that yellow jacket honey-coated daybreak,” sweet and stinging.
This is gorfeous, De!
Lol. Gorgeous.
I read this and thought “I wish I’d written that” – as I so often do round here. It’s just beautiful.
Stunning images and word phrases beyond my imagination. You need a whole book in honor of your Luna. 😉
I liked the dawn and yawn of Moon.
What a beautiful color of the daybreak and sky fabric. Fabulous De!!!
You’ve always been a queen of word-play, De, but this tops the list. So just perfect.
Warmly precise word painting, some pain with the joy, morning is not breaking, it is dripping all around us here. Wow De!
“A yawn of moon aiding
and a-bedding herself in snowy
mountain morning duvet.“
Love those words and the image the present.