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A Woman of a Certain Age

D’Verse Poets Pub -Quadrille #48 – bounce

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A Woman of a Certain Age

 

There is no bounce
No flounce
Left in her step
No chance of dancing
Late into the night
The dazzle in her razzle
Is becoming tarnished
But the twinkle in her eyes
Still outshines the stars
And the bubbles in her
Laugh infect us all

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A Lover Leaps

 

Welcome 2018!
D’Verse Poets Pub Quadrille #47 – leap

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A Lover Leaps

My heart said,
“Go ahead, take a leap.”
But my brain said,
“No, no, no – you might
Get hurt.”
You smiled
A tender smile
Your blue eyes sparkled
With joy
My heart took a deep breath
My brain closed it’s eyes
I leapt

 

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Stray Poem

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #44
De is getting a “kick” out of writing a Quadrille today
Here is my #2

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Stray Poem

this poem has been kicked
to the curb
locked out of
the house
shut down
dumped

its been rained on
stepped on
flung into a tree
covered with snow

abandoned like
a stray

 

until my heart
opened a window
and beckoned it
to return

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Pricking of My Thumbs

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #44
De is getting a “kick” out of writing a Quadrille today

Pricking of My Thumbs

 

it was a sharp kick(le)
in my pumped up ventricle
to discover you were fickle
it left me feeling sick(el)
and now I’m in a pickle
I’m left without a nickel
my thumbs begin to prickle
mixing up some chicle
turn you into pumpernickel

How silly!

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Night Noises

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #43 – creak
Night Noises

what is that creaking,
keeping me from sleeping
I’ll not be peeping
from beneath my quilt
it might be creepy spirits
streaking through the air
or some sneaky vampire
seeking out my cheek
a havoc wreaking freak
– mustn’t shriek
mustn’t squeak –
Eek!

 

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A Shell of Hope

d’Verse Poets Pub – Quadrille #42 – hope
De has filled the pub with hope

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A Shell of Hope

 

we coat our hearts with
a fragile shell of hope

trying to protect it from
the chips and cracks

that will inevitably occur
we seal those chips and cracks

with patches of tolerance,
knowledge and love

making our hope shine
brightly amid the darkness