nibbled while broiling words
in my head
-storm, jar, kick-
between spaces
i jot some verse
hoping
for crash of thunder,
sudden spill of cornflower seeds
skyward, i garnish
with blue, unflickering
silence
i can bear it now-
echoes
echoing with(in)
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Posted for dVerse Poets - Quadrille - 44 words with the word FLICKER. Please join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST. We are back after a short summer break.
Happy 6th anniversary dVerse Poets!!!! Thanks for your support and encouragement!
I have missed you so much. I actually felt emotional when I saw this post pop up in my feed. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm melting over that title. Such a beautiful poem, Grace.
A poem while nibbling cupcakes and almonds can only be sweet!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun take on Flicker. I love to poem while I doing domestic chores--keep a notebook handy and you never know what is going to pop up. Thanks for the great word.
ReplyDeleteSo glad to be back - I missed the Quadrille. And this one is so goooood!
ReplyDeleteblue, unflickering silence and that internal echo - Grace, you are on your game today...well, everyday... Great bit of poetry here!
ReplyDeleteThis is such a lovely poem - nibbled while broiling words - what a wonderful phrase this is. Thank you for the word today and thanks for always being here.
ReplyDeleteA delicious quadrille Grace,I love those 'echoes
ReplyDeleteechoing with(in)' xxx
Echoes within can be a treat in and of itself. Really been 6 years? Wow.
ReplyDeletegarnishing skyward - what a tasteful poem... literally...smiles
ReplyDeletehappy 6th pub anniversary grace!!
What a great process of writing... just love it.
ReplyDeleteYou served it up well. Happy anniversary. XXX
ReplyDeleteStorms and cupcakes, an inspiring combination :)
ReplyDeleteYou had me completely at /I jot some verse/hoping/for the crack of thunder/--my very thoughts as I wrote today. You work wonders with 44 words--great to be back in harness.
ReplyDeleteBroiling words! I love the thought. Cupcakes and thunderstorms -- the makings of a perfect day! Enjoyed your poem muchly!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful feast of words! Happy Sixth!
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
I love this. The way poems grow while you are doing other things, and that blue, unflickering.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely gorgeous!! Especially love; "skyward, i garnish with blue, unflickering." Happy 6th anniversary!❤️
ReplyDeleteI enjoy unflickering silence.
ReplyDeleteThat's a little gem and love the last stanza . ... as for cupcakes .. mmmmmmm
ReplyDeletealways get my best ideas while doing other things. It's a great place to be when we can be okay with our inner silence. Lovely!
ReplyDeleteSeems quite an organic poem that appears as you're nibbling. Those words made for a lovely quadrille and I love the last verse.
ReplyDeleteMuch gratitude to you, Grace, for all of your tireless time and effort for managing dVerse and creating such a lovely space for us to share with one another. Thank you!
Lovely quadrille.
ReplyDeleteVery clever! When one imagines eating cupcakes this poem comes alive.
ReplyDeleteThat's the way it happens! The words broiling around in your head, until you jot them down. Such a yummy poem! :)
ReplyDeleteI know those words are cooking in my brain while I read this. Just don't forget to turn off the pressure cooker before it explodes
ReplyDeleteloveli poem !! Love the pic.
ReplyDeleteBTW you can use any image of my food if you need some day !
xo
Sounds like you heard the thunder. Now, I want a cupcake I haven't had one in so long.
ReplyDeleteI liked the idea of echoes within.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure what this has to do with cupcakes, but I love it anyway.
ReplyDeleteLove how your title flows directly into the poem...and the idea that what we do in life does 'stain' (or at least influence) or poetry!
ReplyDeleteLove this. It is all sweetness :)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this immensely. I do love when the words come thundering in while we're busy doing other things. Lovely write, Grace.
ReplyDeleteawww... loveeeee this to the bit!
ReplyDeleteThis writer's struggle feels so real...I love the spill of cornflower seeds and the final feeling of settling.
ReplyDelete"nibbled while broiling words in my head" LOVE IT!
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful to have dVerse back....and such an accomplishment to have a 6 year anniversay and see 40+ folks posting for the prompt! HURRAH!
Soooo late to the reading...starting with yours and will get another cup of coffee to continue "nibbling" through all these flicker posts! LOVE the word. Thank you Grace, for all you do. And love this quadrille!
Love the images here, Grace.
ReplyDeleteIt's good to see you, Grace.
ReplyDeleteYour muse today is fresh, to the point of 'so good I can taste it'.
the sweetest of moments in composition - especially with skyward cornflower seeds
ReplyDeleteThis is so perfect. I wish I could make a poem this way. Love it!
ReplyDeleteWhen the rumbling within turns into sugary rain -- food for the soul. Thank you, Grace, for your deducation. Happy Anniversary!
ReplyDeleteGlad I'm not the only one who nibbles while broiling words in my head. What a great way to put it!
ReplyDeleteDeliciously penned. Another classic.Thanks for all that you do here in the pub Grace.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful sketch of the creative process at play. A super quadrille.
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