He runs fingers along angles
Acute, obtuse, isosceles
All equilateral, never scalene
And he smiles, taken to a fold in time
When such maths were only
Figures on a paper
To his child’s delight
In angled velum sheets
Folded to take flight
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #148 – Papered Poems
Tonight at the pub, De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo tends bar and challenges us to fill our papers, pixelated or otherwise, with 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 “paper” or some form of the word in your poem.