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8 March 2016

On Remembering Bliss

A stream, soothing cold
on a fierce day…

On winter mornings
heat from the shower
pouring over my shoulders
and down my back…

After sobbing,
the peace
engulfing body and brain
before deep sleep…

Do I grin to recall?
No, I shudder with pleasure.

A quadrille using the word 'grin', written for dVerse Quadrille – 4.
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11 comments:

  1. Unknown8 March 2016 at 23:56

    interesting how a "shudder" is usually used for fear or displeasure, but it CAN be from pleasure too. Nicely done.

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  2. Grace9 March 2016 at 00:13

    The ending line was unexpected: I shudder with pleasure.

    I can only imagine the bliss and peace before the deep sleep ~

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  3. Mary9 March 2016 at 01:34

    I love the progression, Rosemary! And the ending - oh yes.

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  4. Carol Campbell9 March 2016 at 02:39

    This was like a journey with a nice ending!

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  5. De Jackson9 March 2016 at 03:00

    I like the unusual use of "shudder" here.

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  6. Sherry Blue Sky9 March 2016 at 05:09

    "I shudder with pleasure." How cool, Rosemary!

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  7. brudberg9 March 2016 at 06:18

    Shudder with pleasure... so much like goosebumps of warmth... love it...

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  8. Victoria Ceretto-Slotto9 March 2016 at 09:30

    Nothing quite like a hot shower on cold mornings. This makes me think of the fact that we would not know pleasure without the opposite.

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  9. kaykuala9 March 2016 at 22:03

    Do I grin to recall?
    No, I shudder with pleasure

    'Shudder with pleasure', gosh! Very innovative line Rosemary!

    Hank

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  10. Anusha Das15 March 2016 at 03:02

    we cannot know what pleasure is without pain.loved it

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  11. Katie Mia Frederick19 March 2016 at 15:50

    Ah.. challenge..
    cold shudders
    briGht iN
    warm
    showers
    comfort..
    beds off
    dirt floors
    outhouses
    wiTh spiders
    crawling then
    out oF holes..
    pleaSure grins
    iN zoNe
    oF
    homeNow..:)

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