I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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31 January 2017

Seduction by Quadrille

I dance, even 
when music lulls –
I'm a bubble.

You grin, I melt,
we shimmer.
You twist, I skip.

Green breeze 
spills roses,
as from a jar;
leaves open.

A shadow
clouds our spark. 
Cue: breathe fire!

Old scars curl away –
whispers at dawn.

Written for Quadrille #25, dawn at dVerse – using all the prompt words from Quadrille #1-25, in order.


  1. You have added another constraint to the challenge of putting all the words together by requiring that they be in order. Setting a background with a "you" and an "I" helps the reader make sense out of it.

  2. This is wonderful... It's such fun to use all he words, and I really love where you brought this.

  3. Brilliantly done Rosemary ☺

  4. Thank you for sharing a moment, a dream

  5. Wow for using all the words Rosemarie ~