Quadrille Monday: Quadrille #31

Today is Quadrille Monday over at dVerse Poets Pub. The prompts are always interesting and a poem of exactly 44 words is win-win! Come join us for a variety of short short poems based on the word prompt “still”. the word “still” or stillness or other derivative of the word is one of the required 44 words. http://dversepoets.com/2017/04/24/quadrille-31/

the flower moon is waning –
sleepless I drift through the rooms
in my house like a ghost.
shadows from the curtains
throw dappled patterns on the floor –
a puzzle I cannot read.
the stillness is a dull roar in my ears.
the flower moon is waning.

35 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jane Dougherty
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 15:40:11

    I love the contrasts in this. We don’t usually think of the moon in terms of loud or soft. It creates a tension I like.


  2. Dr. Crystal Howe
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 15:46:19

    This brings to mind the phrase “deafening silence.” A well penned Q, Toni.


  3. alisonhankinson
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 15:56:57

    There is a sense of restlessness in this poem…it is like when we are waiting… knowing that something is going to happen… a very beautiful poem.


  4. Beverly Crawford
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 15:58:44

    Indeed stillness IS a dull roar when one cannot sleep. I love the patterns on the floor. Well drawn words!


  5. sarahsouthwest
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 16:07:25

    Oh, that flower moon. Lovely. It’s got that restlessness of an uneasy night.


  6. Glenn Buttkus
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 16:07:36

    A grand poetic, scoring high in 44 brevity. The older I get the more nights I am your ghost roaming the dark silence. I take a lot from your line /a puzzle I cannot read/.


  7. Justin Lamb
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 16:40:17

    The light patterns from the curtains as a puzzle — that’s a great way to put it.


  8. paul scribbles
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 16:42:07

    So much said with the 44 here. Restlessness and unanswered puzzles. Sleep hiding behind the waning moon. Hope it turns.


  9. kim881
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 16:59:25

    I love the waning flower moon is waning and that wonderful oxymoron: ‘the stillness is a dull roar in my ears’ – I know that sound well! .


  10. whimsygizmo
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:04:23

    Love this, especially:
    “the stillness is a dull roar in my ears.”

    And that waning flower. You always bring a little haiku zen to each of your poems, and I simply love it.


  11. frankhubeny
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:05:27

    I liked stillness being described as a dull roar in the ears. I looked up “flower moon”, the full moon in May. That seems to be an appropriate name for it.


  12. Olga
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:08:36

    Waiting in the deafening stillness can be a difficult task. I feel the tension in your words. Blessings sent for good news.


  13. lynn__
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:17:28

    Sometimes that dull roar keeps us awake like ghosts in the night…such a poignant restlessness, Toni! When I choose it, prayer can settle me. Peace to you!


  14. Singledust
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:25:03

    stillness can unnerve as much as noise can and sometimes in a more frightening way. This makes me think how afraid I am to be still with myself some days, for fear my own mind makes my heart sad. I loved your words today. Much meaning to my current situation. thank you Toni!


  15. Grace
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:46:29

    I like the tension of waiting and the refrain of the first line and the last line, tells indirectly of the time passing ~ Love your stillness poem ~


  16. Adriana Citlali Ramírez
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 17:52:07

    The title works perfectly here. It conveys stillness and tension.


  17. Victoria C. Slotto
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 18:45:28

    This evokes strong feelings in me, Toni–that utter quite of nature that contrast with our own restlessness. Beautiful imagery.


  18. Candy
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 20:00:54

    I could feel the mysteriousness of the night in this – and oh, that moon!


  19. sanaarizvi
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 21:22:39

    You captured so stunningly the restlessness of the night!


  20. Waltermarks
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 21:58:51

    It does remind me of sleepless nights Toni. Rising up in the middle of the night here, I think it’s time to get up and look at the time to find it’s only 3 a.m. The light forming indistinguishable shapes on the floor. Sitting, trying to make out what they might be. Yup, another sleepless night.


  21. purplepeninportland
    Apr 24, 2017 @ 23:13:04

    I could see that flower moon closing its petals for the night. Beautiful, Toni!


  22. thotpurge
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 05:03:59

    This is lovely..the repetition of flower moon works nicely.


  23. whippetwisdom
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 07:10:30

    A beautiful poem Toni, ‘shadows from the curtains throw dappled patterns on the floor – a puzzle I cannot read’ – times like these I turn to prayer and let go for the highest good. Sending you love across the miles xxx


  24. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 09:53:08

    The stillness as a roar is a wonderful contrast.


  25. Mama Zen
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 11:57:55

    Beautiful imagery!


  26. Janice
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 13:58:27

    ‘The stillness is a dull roar’ and ‘dappled patterns on the floor. A pattern I cannot read’… love these lines…you really create a scene in this poem.


  27. merrildsmith
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 15:37:42

    Such vivid images, and so much said in a few words. Lovely!


  28. kaykuala h
    Apr 25, 2017 @ 21:09:05

    Stillness in the house can be mysteriously haunting!



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