At dVerse Sarah is hosting the Quadrille (44 words) with an invitation to write a poem about sleep in any form.
dVerse Poets – Quadrille – Sleepy Times
“Things taste better outdoors. And if it’s a forbidden thing, so much the better.” Franny Billingsley
Did I Dream It? I cupped your breast and supped your lips beneath the bowed table of rich plenty, when the sky was open and your eyes invited me to worlds beyond your sleepy smile, of dragonflies and kingfishers, seeds laughing along the air, did I dream it? Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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If, then at least it was a nice dream!
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Yes, absolutely Gerhard
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I hope not😂
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Well, either way … 🙂
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Such a fanciful poem.
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Thank you LuAnne
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Nice poem.
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Many thanks
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Lush and sensual, and I like the slight air of mystery you maintain.
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I love mystery, thank you Sarah, much appreciated.
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Oh how I love this line: “your
eyes invited me to worlds beyond
your sleepy smile” It was no dream…
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No it was one time quite real, thank you Lisa for sharing and getting it.
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You’re very welcome.
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You are quite the romantic!
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Thank you very much Patricia.
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I echo Patricia’s sentiments! You really are!
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Very kind Dawn, thank you
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Beautiful poem
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Thank you so much
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