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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 onwards, in order: dance, lull, bubble, grin, melt, shimmer, twist, skip, green, breeze, spill, rose, jar, leaves, open, shadow, cloud, spark, cue, breath, scar, curl, dawn.

 Also linked to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #348



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30 comments:

  1. Frank Hubeny1 February 2017 at 02:28

    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.

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  2. brudberg1 February 2017 at 05:57

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

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  3. Paul John Dear1 February 2017 at 06:35

    Fabulous.

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  4. Xenia1 February 2017 at 07:59

    Brilliantly done Rosemary ☺

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  5. Anonymous1 February 2017 at 10:58

    Thank you for sharing a moment, a dream

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  6. Grace5 February 2017 at 09:43

    Wow for using all the words Rosemarie ~

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  7. Susan9 April 2017 at 00:22

    What a frolic! Superb!

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky9 April 2017 at 03:07

    This is very beautiful - and bubbly!

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  9. Mary9 April 2017 at 10:31

    Indeed, we have to dance even when......!!

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  10. Thotpurge9 April 2017 at 17:09

    Green breeze
    spills roses,
    as from a jar;..that is a delightful image.

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  11. Julian9 April 2017 at 17:27

    Old scars curl away –
    whispers at dawn.......... Most enjoyable read.

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  12. Sumana Roy9 April 2017 at 18:23

    Gorgeous...

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  13. J Cosmo Newbery9 April 2017 at 19:57

    Almost had me dancing. Almost.

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  14. Old Egg9 April 2017 at 22:28

    This was beautifully written Rosemary. I particularly loved "Cue: breathe fire!"

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  15. Magaly Guerrero9 April 2017 at 22:40

    I feel properly seduced. You, my witchy lady, have moves!

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  16. Truedessa9 April 2017 at 23:14

    This was masterfully crafted using all the prompt words. I feel like dancing :) thank you!

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  17. Cressida de Nova10 April 2017 at 01:24

    You have been dancing with that cat again:)

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  18. indybev10 April 2017 at 02:19

    Masterful use of all the prompt words!

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  19. Sherri B.10 April 2017 at 03:29

    The visual imagery in this is stunning - lovely poem!

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  20. ayala10 April 2017 at 04:42

    Lovely poem!

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  21. ZQ10 April 2017 at 05:12

    This was very "colorful" and rich with images.
    ZQ

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  22. Sanaa Rizvi10 April 2017 at 06:11

    Oooh I love this - especially "Green breeze spills roses, as from a jar; leaves open."

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  23. Myrna R.10 April 2017 at 06:52

    You made all these words dance with a wonderful rhythm. I like the feeling your poem evokes.

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  24. Magical Mystical Teacher10 April 2017 at 08:49

    In a handful of words, you paint a beautiful picture.

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  25. ✿10 April 2017 at 09:47

    This is one of my favorite quadrilles to date, Rosemary.

    thejungsofa.blogspot.com

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  26. Wendy Bourke10 April 2017 at 10:07

    Beautiful writing ... a wonderfully constructed piece.

    "Cue: breathe fire!

    Old scars curl away –
    whispers at dawn."

    took my breath away.

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  27. kaykuala10 April 2017 at 10:46

    Old scars curl away –
    whispers at dawn.

    That is the impact to wish for certainly! And may it sustain for the rest of the day! Wonderful lines Rosemary!

    Hank

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  28. Bekkie Sanchez11 April 2017 at 04:07

    I felt like a bubble on the wind floating everywhere and nowhere.

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  29. Anonymous11 April 2017 at 09:30

    Love this dance you have created with words,

    Elizabeth

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