Beyond description is game I like to play
Shifting with mood or light to sway
Never really blue, never really grey
With sparkles of laughter or tears to cry
In hues to cause this soul sweet sighs
Until the day Lachesis closed your eyes
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Eyeing the Quadrille #147
Tonight at the pub, Björn tends bar and sets the eye on a quadrille.
A quadrille, is simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. It can be in any form, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You MUST use the word “eye” or some form of the word in your poem.
Raivenne-lations 
That venom of an ending…….what a twist….
I know. I know. Venom indeed.
OOOOOOh, scary way to go I think!
Depends on the method she chooses to snip that thread.
That is a game changer or ender! Good twist.
Thanks, grace. Muse has been all Melpomene of late.
Oh, Lachesis. Let’s not meet for quite some time. Deal?
I loved this beautiful poem, and I love how you bring us different forms of poetry. I’ll have to give this one a spin!
I’m with you on that deal. Quadrilles are my favorite. The 44 word limit makes it a challenge, otherwise it’s so open to use.
I think everything always ends that way… we just don’t know when
That is very true.
Raivenne, wow – I was not expecting that ending!
Well done.
-David
* Curtsies *