dVerse Poets Pub: Quadrille

Today Mish is prompting for Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub.  A quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words using a prompted word (or variant of the word).  Today the word is creak – creaking, creaks, creaked. Come join us for these excellent short poems! it was rather obvious to use the Halloweenish creepy type of narration. Of course, I didn’t do didn’t do the obvious.

The House
At night the house is silent.
No creaks, no groans, no settling.
Low and brick –
Cool in the summer,
warm in the winter.
Much laughter in this house –
it welcomes all.
Home says this house.
Safe says this house.
Love lives here.

 

Quadrille: The Color of the Rose

Today Bjorn is our host for Quadrille Monday.  This is the last session before we go on a two week hiatus over at the dVerse Poets Pub.  Our Quadrilles today must contain as usual, exactly 44 words not counting the title and the word for the day – “rose”.  Rose – a verb, a noun – the red rose, the sun rose.  Come visit us over at dVerse and catch some of these short little wonders.

The Color of the Rose

The rose bloomed
a bright blue and spread her petals
over us all – at her heart
was the golden sun –
and at the end of the day
she let her petals fall
onebyone –
we caught and clutched them tightly –
sleeping, dreaming of tomorrow.

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