,
we wish upon whatever
we can scrounge:
these shattered stars,
the kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun and one last
candle’s
kiss.
It tastes like copper
-penny fountains
and a stolen horseshoe
score,
a broken silver skystone
all
aquiver with the light of
something more.
..
It’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse and I’m hosting. Come play!
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This was incredible – great imagery!
I think as long as there are no black cats or broken mirrors we are mostly fine… love the play on charms
I like the rhyme in this. It really finishes the poem off. Love the skystone too.
Outstanding quadrille. You had me at /the kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun/, and I like “skystone”. I use crystals as my worry stones, but I applaud your quest for hope.
I love this so much De. Your descriptive language is beautiful.
Nice description: “the kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun”
I identify with your quadrille, De, always wishing on something. I’ve tried the shattered stars and the ‘kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun’ (gorgeous!) and even a couple of birthday candle kisses. How beautiful is that ‘broken silver skystone all aquiver with the light of something more’?! My something more is only just out of reach at the moment – my wish to live closer to my daughter and grandson.
Oh yes….that idea of wishing on whatever we can scrounge up. And here I think of the times that are iffy, hurting, perhaps ominous….and how we wish on anything we can find….bargain with God.
Thos birthday candle wishes to me are the ones that come in happy times and we do them just for fun….like on New Year’s Eve when we kiss at midnight and wish for a happy and healthy new year. It seems those are more lackadaisical wishes….for the fun of it. But that word “scrounging” adds a meaningfulness and almost desparate need for that kind of wishing.
hmmmm…..wishing, praying, bargaining….perhaps they increase in intensity?
This is pure magic – the words swirl like fortune telling tea leaf dregs
a lucky happenstance, us, from
“shattered stars,
the kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun and one last
candle’s
kiss.” lovely wordplay all of it.
I love the creative mixture of descriptive words in this. (drunken dandelion sun, for one!)
So descriptive and lovely! Fantabulous!
you had me quivering in de-light from the first line
The last line is filled with hope, which I find inspiring 🙂
Our wishes are all anticipation. Just like that. (K)
How magical are your words! Love that kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun and one last
candle’s
kiss.
You always write such beautiful words (especially when you’re writing about the moon). Lovely quadrille.
Beautifully intoxicating De — sends the imagination into a swoon.
Once again I find myself fascinated by your line breaks, De. Thought-provoking as always. 🙂
fanciful and endearing!
Really lovely rhythm and rhyme – favourite line is ‘ kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun ‘
Oh, most gloriously wonderful.
I love how you play with words . . .
carefree and weighty simultaneously.
swoony sweet, love your different use of the word!
I love this!
Fabulous words here, De.
“the kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun and one last
candle’s
kiss.”
Beautiful poem, that makes one happy. 🙂
Love it, De Jackson! Especially these lines:
“these shattered stars,
the kitefluff of a drunken
dandelion sun and one last
candle’s
kiss.”