His summer dreamsin mid-wintermelt the snowleaving shimmeron twigs and sprigsdiamond-dropletssparkling each thoughtbeginning and endingwith her –the frost-bitten heartthat howls for its belovedthaws bit by bitat the hint of spring promising a summery tryst. It’s Quadrille Monday at dVerse and our inimitable host, De, has asked us to write a poem of exactly 44 words including […]
Daydreaming (a quadrille)
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