In sound’s more gentle graces
Many failed with noises stifled, stark
But you’re a jaguar in a cello
Your voice sultry, dangerous, dark
And oh, how it paces
My heart to quaken, quivering
For it’s only you, sweet fellow
Who leaves me shaken, shivering
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #144: Shivering!
Tonight at the pub, Merrill tends bar and gives us a shivering invite for 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 “shiver” or some form of the word in your poem.
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