Thursday, March 11, 2021

rush of sunshine

 

when midnight strikes, i'm a thief

swallowing pale moon

penning words, as wintered trees

reveal bones - hush - soon.

sunshine lingers, love

etches a spell, rush of gold

i await - spring's dove



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetry form:  Sequidilla.   Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thanks for your visit.

Seguidilla has seven syllable-counted lines (7,5,7,5:5,7,5), and rhymes the second and fourth, and the fifth and seventh lines (x,A,x,A,B,x,B)

20 comments:

  1. I think we are soon there, from the bones and pale moon to the wonder of spring.

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  2. I love your little ‘rush of sunshine’ sequidilla, Grace, especially the image of a midnight thief swallowing the moon! It’s a relief to know that sunshine is lingering. We had a very brief glimpse of it today.

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  3. This is exquisitely drawn, Grace!💝 I so adore the image of "rush of gold," when the sun comes out it does feel like that.

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  4. A poem of spring anticipation - 'rush of gold' is perfect as it feels like it has been cold for far too long. Thank you for introducing me to a new form!

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  5. Beautiful! Swallowing the moon like a pill and writing in the company of skeletal trees, then the hint of the volta to come.

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  6. Seguillalicious, Grace! Well done.

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  7. This is beautiful Grace!

    I especially like the revealed bones and a spell etched.

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  8. Your words are all so evocative! Enjoyed this! 💖

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  9. So pretty Grace! I loved the imagery here

    penning words, as wintered trees
    reveal bones - hush - soon.

    ☺️

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  10. Grace,

    The way you wrote "hush - soon" really thrilled me. I imagined a mother soothing her child, except the reference to bones made it eerie. This was delightful.

    Yours,
    David

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  11. I love swallowing the moon. This is fanciful!

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  12. Breathless anticipation in this--really beautiful Grace!

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  13. Quite the challenge, Ms. Grace!

    One of the most lovely 'coming of spring' poems ever ......

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  14. an eloquent salute to an emerging spring

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  15. The coming of spring--wonderful. I particularly like the opening lines.

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  16. Lovely Grace and with that bounce of Spring and the theif of the pale moon penning words. Lets hope we will all get that uplift soon. A bit grey here still in the UK.

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  17. A great poem Grace! Your images are wonderful. Nature is the best painter of all. No brush needed.

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