a wish, a rant, a roar


a small stirring
in the slow hollows of her bones.

a hallowed breath
of broken wayward shaken sky.

a sigh. a song.
the long long stretch of day.

a freckled thought
that says she is ungrowing.

a fraction caught
between her grinning teeth. relief.

A Quadrille for my own prompt over at dVerse. Come play! 




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8 Responses to a wish, a rant, a roar

  1. Marie Elena says:

    Your way of stringing words always makes me sigh. ❤

  2. gillena cox says:

    The pace of this poem resonates throughout. But what i found interesting is not being able to anticipate the next emotion
    Thanks for dropping bt to read mine


  3. Frank Hubeny says:

    Interesting lines: “a freckled thought
    that says she is ungrowing.”

  4. Shawna says:

    I love imagining this being about a little girl struggling with math but finally getting it. 🙂

  5. Misky says:

    Very creative.

  6. Sherry Marr says:

    I love that “broken wayward shaken sky.” Beautiful!

  7. First two lines set the pace for this lovely, clever poem, De.

  8. lillian says:

    “a freckled thought” — oh how I love these few words….and I think of them as a sign of youth and you juxtapose it here with “ungrowing”….
    I really enjoyed this one!

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