Unknown ~ quadrille

Unknown

While ours to consider,
haunting or blessing, the past
will not foretell the future.

Riddled with unknowns, both
darkness and light, the path
before us is ours to discern.

Neither granting advantage
nor taking it for granted,
our challenge is to find the way.

This is my response to dVerse – Quadrille 120 (aka 119 part 2) – No way! Way!,
the prompt from Lisa at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use
a form of the word way in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

 

The Great Divide – quadrille

The Great Divide

There is an ethical chasm
carved across this great land.
Should any man
abide by these standards,
the principles so clearly expressed
by the one some would call president,
pray that he sees the error of his ways
and follows a more righteous path.

This is my response to dVerse – Quadrille 117 – The Dude Abides,
the prompt from Lisa at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use a form of the word
abide in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

Image source: Britannica
(edited here)

Infinite Possibilities ~ quadrille

Infinite Possibilities

Love at first sight is unforgettable
Brings joy unquantifiable
Pleasure immeasurable
Like a calling supersensible

An attraction irresistible
Is absolutely unmistakable
Its effect indisputable
The memory indelible

No alternative seems possible
Separation is unbearable
A life without is incomprehensible
For our love most immutable

This is my response to Quadrille #116: Poem Those Possibles,
the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse Poets Pub,
which is to use a form of the word possible in a 44-word poem,
with no required meter or rhyme.

 

True North ~ quadrille

True North

I was fading to nothing,
all reason and purpose gone,
when my eyes found hers
and I was instantly drawn.

As the needle in my heart turned,
I knew I had found my true north,
her heart the magnet
that would lead me there.

This is my response to Quadrille #114 – Poetic Magnetism,
the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse Poets Pub,
which is to use a form of the word magnet in a 44-word poem,
with no required meter or rhyme.

Image
(background) Astronomy Picture of the Day
Cygnus: Bubble and Crescent © Wissam Ayoub
~~
(foreground) Ashmolean Museum, University of Oxford
Qibla compass, from Iran

Just as Bright ~ quadrille

Just as Bright

Who could know the blanket of stars
wrapt round us on our first night together,
so tight they shone in your eyes and mine
as we strolled through Millennium Park,
would bind us, still, these many years later?
Shine they do, just as bright.

This is my response to Quadrille #113: Blanket Us,
the prompt from Merril at dVerse Poets Pub,
which is to use a form of the word blanket in a 44-word poem,
with no required meter or rhyme.

Image: Jay Pritzker Pavilion, Millennium Park, Chicago, Illinois
photo taken 02 September 2012

As the Stars Would Have It ~ quadrille

As the Stars Would Have It

The sky has been ours
from the moment we met

Whispered words of light
in vision and dreams

Blue nebulae in the dark of night
Embrace of sun and moon

I in your orbit, you in mine,
just as the stars would have it

This is my response to Quadrille #112: The Sky’s the Limit,
the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse Poets Pub,
which is to use a form of the word sky in a 44-word poem,
with no required meter or rhyme.

Image: the banner from our wedding,
held on the lawn of the lighthouse at Presque Isle, Erie, Pennsylvania

Muddling Along ~ quadrille

Muddling Along

This course I follow, this path
that would have one ultimate destination,
one kept from me till my final day,
has had no direct route. It has gone
in circles, from here to there and sometimes
back, as I bumble my way through life.

This is my response to Quadrille #110: Shall we bum around a bit?, the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse Poets Pub, which is to use a form of the word bum in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

Image source: freepik.com

Grief’s Garden ~ quadrille

Grief’s Garden

Tangled vines, shriveled tendrils that pull me down,
wrap themselves around my heart, crushing any joy held there.

Lacking any life of their own, they drain the same
from me, choking my will to fight their grasp.

There is only darkness in grief’s garden.

This is my response to How Does Your Garden Grow – dVerse Quadrille
the prompt from Victoria at dVerse ~ Poets Pub, which is to use the word garden
in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

Tangled with the Bramble ~ quadrille

Tangled with the Bramble

A parting gift
those final two years

Mother to son, time
together at the end

Devoted care,
a humble gift in return

Tangled with the bramble
of divorce slowly playing out

No sweeter gift to be found
in such a time of the bittersweet

This is my response to Quadrille #108: Among the Brambles
the prompt from Linda at dVersePoets Pub, which is to use the word bramble
in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

So Blue ~ quadrille

So Blue

On her first visit,
I took her to the lake
and the river, of course,
and she marveled.

How could they be so blue?

That river, those lakes,
both great and small,
were my home, and so simply
how they were meant to be.

This is my response to Quadrille #107 – Blue Monday
the prompt from Kim at dVersePoets Pub, which is to use the word blue
in a 44-word poem, with no required meter or rhyme.

Images
Lake Erie at Buffalo, New York
The Whirlpool in the Niagara River Gorge
(click each to see larger image in new tab)