Suppressing a desire
For centuries commuted
Twixt the rage
And the frustration
Via the complication
Of our blackness unheard and unseen
Crosshairs white and blue
Until control held sage
With fury slips out
Only to be persecuted
For the fire
Tonight at dVerse Linda challenges us to write a Quadrille, is a poetic form created here at dVerse, a poem of exactly 44 words (not counting the title) and including this challenge’s prompt word: SLIP
Given sweet release, on a sultry night One hears the morning bird’s song, I close my eyes and breathe deep It bans the darkness, heeding ganja’s call Sleep a hazy memory, in the aromatic flush Bright music waking the soul, all coherent thinking lost
Tonight on dVerse Poets Pub Mish challenges us to flush things out in a quadrille – a poem of exactly 44 words not including the title. One of those 44 words must be the prompt – flush..
As I worked this out I realized I was on the path to creating a Super Tanka, so I just went with Muse and combined both. And being that today is 4/20 my mind naturally went to ganja’s call…
Today at dVerse Kim wants us to go WILD with our Quadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title. The poem must include the word wild. My muse went a little silly with it.
Your tears Glistened Shone like diamonds That streamed your face In silver lines They were balm Elixir Hot and heavy Salty and yet so wet Just like you An ambrosia of Your pain And your arousal Tasted In a kiss yielded From your lips
<>==========<> Tonight at dVerse Dee (whimsygizmo) asks us to kiss off a quadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title, and use some form of the word kiss.
It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse Poets Pub and tonight De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) invites us to give it a wink at a Quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title) and include one word. This week’s word: wink.