It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub! Today’s task is to create a poem of 44 words using the word, fill.
It was mid-July when I saw you
for the first time.
Stars dazzle the midnight
sky but quickly fade
compared
to the stars in my eyes.
Your voice like
warm scotch:
smooth
rich
velvet.
The moon
full and bursting
gold.
You hung it,
yes?
You end your poem with such a striking and interesting question! I like this.
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Thanks so much, revivedwriter!
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Oh, that last line surprised and DELIGHTED me!
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So glad you enjoyed, WhimsyG!
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Beautiful, Susan!
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Thanks, Kim! 🙂
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loved that last line.
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Thank you, M.A. Much appreciated.
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kaykuala
The moon full and bursting gold.
You hung it, yes?
The moon helping out on the occasion, apparently!
Hank
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Indeed, Hank!
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A voice like warm scotch….sigh
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Yeah. That *does* sound nice, doesn’t it?
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When I was a young boy I was convinced that my father had hung up the moon…
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I always thought my mom hung it when I was little. Turns out I was right 🙂
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I like your comparison to stars at midnight to stars in one’s eyes.
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