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Carolina Parakeet

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #88: And the Word Is… extinct

Carolina Parakeets

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There once were parakeets

here in this un-tropical

Northeastern clime

Small green birds with cheery

red and yellow faces

Friendly, social bids that brightened

the landscape – until they were gone,

completely disappeared, became extinct

I wonder if the mocking bird still repeats

their call

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Change of Plans

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #87: Quick! Nick us a poem!

Change of Plans

This poem has its nickers in a twist –

Is in a bit of a snit.

Someone has nicked the

words it wanted to wear today –

fancy words, high-heeled party words.

All that’s left are some everyday,

comfy words like

tea, books, you

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Lenny

dVerse Poetics: On All Things Feline!

The cats are taking over at d’Verse Poets Pub

Lenny – (a Lannet)

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We buried him beneath the garden bench

where I would take my morning cup of tea

to share the highlights of my yesterday.

I often thought I heard his rumbling purr,

although I knew it’s just my wishful heart

imagining that he was still around,

still chasing after bugs, both real and not.

Still crawling under sheets when I make beds,

still hiding deep within a paper bag

then jumping out to grab me as I pass.

He followed me around just like a pup –

a nosey, noisy, sleek white, furry friend.

Quiet unexpectedly we found him gone

and buried him beneath the garden bench.

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A Scattering of Seeds

d’Verse Poets Pub : Quadrille -…and the most beautiful words are . . .

Thanks to Lillian for sharing the 70 most beautiful words in the English language – according to a survey conducted by the British Council.

Today’s challenge is to write a Quadrille (just 44 words) using the word tranquility.

She scattered seeds and hoped for sunflowers

that would provide for birds and bumble bees.

She nurtured those small seedlings like a mother,

danced under her umbrella when it rained, and

giggled at the sight of a rainbow.

She scatted grace and found tranquility

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The Date

d’Verse Poets Pub – Prosery #2 – Sarah has challenged us to write some flash fiction of no more than 144 words using this quote from Alice Oswald’s poem “Full Moon” — “I dreamt I was the moon.”

The Date

He turned off the flashlight and we were left in total darkness. The only sound was water lapping against the side of our small flat-bottom boat. Every now and then, a drop of water from the roof of the cave landed on my head.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a little cave kiss,” he said.

I began to wonder why I agreed to this trip. I didn’t like caves, boats ,or darkness. I did love this man who loved spelunking so, I closed my eyes and I dreamt I was the moon.

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Bird Song

d’Verse Poets Pub – Meet Jackie Hurlbert

– photo by Jackie Hurlbert-

Bird Song

When evening tip-toes in

To calm the industry of day

When light begins to dim and wind

Becomes a gentle breath

These are the moments birds whisper

Songs to me, filling my dreams

With the hope of their voices