Quadrille Monday dVerse Poets Pub

Today at dVerse Poets Pub, Grace has given us the word “green” for the Quadrille word prompt “.  What a lovely word for the blending of late spring and early summer.  Poems must use the prompt word (title doesn’t count) in a poem of exactly 44 words – no more, no less.  I am writing this poem in memory of my friend Peggie Duggan who died a year ago May 15.  Her memory is ever green among those of us who were gifted by her light.

Tender Green
when love was green
and tenderly grew through the still
frozen ground of winter –
when green memories bloomed
in early spring frost –
I reach back to draw them near again
but they dissolve in my weeping hands
and return to sleep in frozen earth

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26 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 16, 2016 @ 15:00:39

    What a wonderful metaphor for that sorrow… The last two lines makes my throat constrict…


  2. lillian
    May 16, 2016 @ 15:25:20

    What a beautiful memorial for you friend. She must have been very very special to you and to many.


  3. Victoria C. Slotto
    May 16, 2016 @ 15:46:36

    Poignant and tender metaphor for the loss of someone so precious to you;


  4. Linda Kruschke
    May 16, 2016 @ 16:03:07

    Quite touching. So much emotion in so few words.


  5. Carol J Forrester
    May 16, 2016 @ 16:05:23

    Oh this made me ache, it really did. You wrote such a beautiful piece.


  6. Grace
    May 16, 2016 @ 17:23:13

    Indeed a moving testament to the sadness of a friend’s death ~ That weeping hands imagery is very powerful Toni ~


  7. The Literary Doc
    May 16, 2016 @ 17:39:52

    I really admire those last two lines. They are a beautiful way to end.


  8. sarahsouthwest
    May 16, 2016 @ 18:15:53

    Very beautiful and very sad. Love the weeping hands.


  9. whimsygizmo
    May 16, 2016 @ 19:17:28

    Just beautiful, Toni. I am so sorry for the world’s loss.


  10. Mish
    May 16, 2016 @ 19:32:05

    A touching tribute and such a beautiful gesture to write a poem in honour of your dear friend.
    May your memories of her bloom forever.


  11. purplepeninportland
    May 16, 2016 @ 22:38:55

    A beautiful way to honor a friend.


  12. Nan Mykel
    May 17, 2016 @ 01:11:37

    So sad and loving…


  13. http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com
    May 17, 2016 @ 01:47:32

    You show the rawness of grief beautifully


  14. maria
    May 17, 2016 @ 07:42:35

    I agree with them. This is very raw and heartfelt, Toni. Beautifully penned!


  15. Misky
    May 17, 2016 @ 07:59:44

    Toni, this is exquisitely sad.


  16. kim881
    May 17, 2016 @ 08:47:11

    Oh that is so beautiful, Toni.


  17. banya sigh
    May 17, 2016 @ 10:23:55

    Oh, this is beautiful! What an original take … “when love was green.” I love that.

    This is my favorite part:
    “I reach back to draw them near again
    but they dissolve in my weeping hands”


  18. Imelda
    May 17, 2016 @ 11:27:27

    This is such a tender and poignant tribute.


  19. Pleasant Street
    May 17, 2016 @ 13:17:21

    The greens of spring are special. I like how you added it up with new love


  20. kaykuala (@hankkaykuala)
    May 17, 2016 @ 21:19:33

    I reach back to draw them near again
    but they dissolve in my weeping hands

    One can’t help but remember those who were kind and sincere. One can often be emotional about it. Wonderful tribute Toni!



  21. Rosemary Nissen-Wade
    May 18, 2016 @ 03:49:00



  22. Bryan Ens
    May 19, 2016 @ 08:35:14

    This makes me think of unrequited love.


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