Monday, January 16, 2017

starry wants



you're the fish
and I'm the clumsy fishermoon

 you're daisy, yellowing
and I'm the witless greenskeeper  

 I'm only pink-
toasted
when my fingers are blue-
inked

 I'm filled with sea-
weeds
wants 
wanting

 running in circles 
waiting for your whispered verses

 in my ear


Posted for D'verse Poets Pub- Quadrille, Hosted by De Jackson.   The quadrille is a 44 word count post with the word WHISPER.  Join the fun when the pub opens at 3:00 pm EST.

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37 comments:

  1. Pat HattJanuary 16, 2017 at 1:46 PM

    One teaches the other as both need and take seed together.

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  2. brudbergJanuary 16, 2017 at 2:48 PM

    This one I truly love... so many phrases... from that first line to the closing. The thought of a clumsy fishermoon is wonderful

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  3. De JacksonJanuary 16, 2017 at 3:09 PM

    Oh, MY.
    "fishermoon" -- are you kidding me with this? BRILLIANT.
    I love that the title can make "wants" be a verb or a noun...
    I, too, am "filled with sea," always.

    Gorgeousness, Grace.

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    1. GraceJanuary 16, 2017 at 5:08 PM

      It was originally the fisherman...but a typo error made it fishermoon in my draft, and I like it so I ran with it. Thanks ~

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    2. De JacksonJanuary 16, 2017 at 5:14 PM

      Oh, MAN. What starry serendipity. Couldn't have happened to a nicer poet!

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  4. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 3:33 PM

    a lot of people out there like that - waiting for the whisper. It's there, they just have to tune in.

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  5. XeniaJanuary 16, 2017 at 3:43 PM

    This is absolutely gorgeous all the way through :o)

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  6. VictoriaJanuary 16, 2017 at 4:16 PM

    Such a portrait of the poet-soul in this, those inky fingers and the heart waiting for its whispered words. Lovely.

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  7. Paul John DearJanuary 16, 2017 at 4:37 PM

    I love love love the Fishermoon...this is such a thing of beauty Grace.

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  8. Kim M. RussellJanuary 16, 2017 at 4:56 PM

    My favourite quadrille this evening, Grace. I absolutely love the opening lines, especially the 'clumsy fishermoon' and I'm sure I've been pink-toasted when my fingers are blue-inked'!

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  9. paul mortimerJanuary 16, 2017 at 4:58 PM

    Ooh Grace just love the lilt of this ~ 'fishermoon' so much image in a single word too!

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  10. Frank HubenyJanuary 16, 2017 at 5:32 PM

    Wanting gets even harder with all these conflicts, but I can see how "whispered verses" might calm this running in circles.

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  11. Sanaa RizviJanuary 16, 2017 at 5:36 PM

    I'm filled with sea-
    weeds
    wants
    wanting
    running in circles
    waiting for your whispered verses
    in my ear

    Gosh I love this soo much!!❤️ Enchanting as ever, Grace!

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  12. WolfsrosebudJanuary 16, 2017 at 5:55 PM

    nice description in this... tender

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  13. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 6:34 PM

    so good.. love the clumsy fishermoon.

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  14. Wendy BourkeJanuary 16, 2017 at 7:58 PM

    'waiting for your whispered verses in my ear' - what a melodious line of poetry. Exquisite words in this.

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  15. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 8:24 PM

    Thank you dreamer for letting us touch your world

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  16. tonispencerJanuary 16, 2017 at 8:31 PM

    I love the fish moon. It sounds so Japanese. So many beautiful phrases in this....waiting for your whispered verses...woe

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  17. ✿January 16, 2017 at 8:34 PM

    This is wonderful, Grace. I imagine the speaker being a man, talking to the girl he loves or hopes will give him some attention.

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  18. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 9:03 PM

    geez. this is breathtaking. the cascade is soooo beautiful.

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  19. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 9:14 PM

    lovely lullaby, Grace :) so gentle and charming

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  20. lynn__January 16, 2017 at 9:25 PM

    Ah, you paid attention to the verses...i was distracted by whispers in the ear! Lovely, Grace...and smiles back~

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  21. TruedessaJanuary 16, 2017 at 10:18 PM

    yes, to hear those whispered verses from our muse it awakens us...

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  22. MariaJanuary 16, 2017 at 10:35 PM

    I'm filled with sea-
    weeds
    wants
    wanting..

    ~this felt like a calling! <3

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  23. purplepeninportland.comJanuary 16, 2017 at 10:51 PM

    Fishermoon wins for best word ever! This is wonderful, Grace.

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  24. AnonymousJanuary 16, 2017 at 11:01 PM

    Love, love, love this one <3 And, oh, the incorporation of colors, especially the "I'm only pink-
    toasted
    when my fingers are blue-
    inked"---so divine :-)

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  25. UnknownJanuary 17, 2017 at 7:45 AM

    Delightful. I love the use of colours.

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  26. lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comJanuary 17, 2017 at 10:26 AM

    Purrrrfect...waiting for your whispered verses....
    I know this isn't at all about cats, but somehow the word purrrrfect fits :)

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  27. Walter J. WojtanikJanuary 17, 2017 at 11:07 AM

    Yes, indeed! I listen closely for the sound of your whispered verses, Grace. Never disappointed!

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  28. Marina SofiaJanuary 17, 2017 at 3:18 PM

    A lot of humour, tenderness and playful charm in this one. I especially liked the lines:
    I'm only pink-
    toasted
    when my fingers are blue-
    inked

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  29. Other MaryJanuary 17, 2017 at 4:20 PM

    Love your use of color, such a lovely added touch.

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  30. AnonymousJanuary 17, 2017 at 8:08 PM

    This is just beautiful.

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  31. AnonymousJanuary 18, 2017 at 8:23 AM

    elusive!

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  32. AnotherFearlessYear.netJanuary 18, 2017 at 5:50 PM

    Love your clumsy fishermoon and witless greenskeeper.

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  33. the walking manJanuary 19, 2017 at 3:48 AM

    I do so love how you always stretch Grace!

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  34. Katie Mia FrederickJanuary 19, 2017 at 9:50 AM

    Whispers of transformers..NDD
    NaTure DeFicit Disorder
    as humans
    are meant
    to BE poems
    and art no less
    than LioNs
    gliding
    the
    saVannaH..
    Art cOMes
    liGht..
    PoeTry
    coMes
    you..:)

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  35. Rosemary Nissen-WadeJanuary 22, 2017 at 4:56 AM

    Gorgeous title and lovely contrasts.

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