The Sweetest Wine – A Quadrille

Your lips taste like the sweetest wine
Your body curves like a sensuous vine
Your eyes with lust filled mischievousness shine

The world disappears when my eyes meet thine
For your love I knelt at Aphrodite’s shrine
I’m over the moon ecstatic that you’re mine


Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt at dVerse. A Quadrille is a 44 word (not including title) poem that must contain the prompt word, which tonight is wine.

To read other Quadrilles by me click here.

Photo by Drew Beamer on Unsplash

Stage Fright – A Quadrille

© RedCat

Heart speeds, thunder in my ears.

Stomach knot’s, getting queasy. Flee, get out of here.

Breaths shallow, fast. Dizziness on top of fear.

Mind panic, doubt rises. Saying no one really wants your words to hear.

Audience cheers.

Slowly nervousness and stage fright clears.


No one except the one in the spotlight knows how much you’ve had to fight yourself to get on stage, or in front of the camera.

And even the most confident looking person might have doubts. I surely do everytime I step in the spotlight, even if you can’t see or hear it.

For example. I was sure my voice would be trembling and so fast you couldn’t hear a thing last Thursday’s Open Link Live. But that, like the doubts and nervousness was only on the inside of my mind.

Anyone else getting a bit jittery while reading their own poetry?

Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt at dVerse. And the word tonight is knot.

Read other Quadrille’s by me here.

Swift – A Quadrille

Paweł Kuźniar , CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Swift as thoughts, my love for you
Loud as gunshots, my longing for you

Swift as towersailers, my fall for you
Lous as a wailer, my cry for you

Swift as a racehorse, I run to you
Strong as galeforce, my lust for you


Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt at dVerse.

In Swedish the common swift is called a towersailer, due to their habit of nesting in church towers.

Did you know the common swift can reach speeds over 200km/h (124 mph) when plunging!

Read other Quadrilles by me here.

Tomasz Kuran , CC BY-SA 3.0, via Wikimedia Commons

I Wanna Go – A Quadrille

Photo by Evgeny Tchebotarev from Pexels

I wanna go over the rainbow
Fly the heavens where soul stars glow
Visit fairy where dreams grow

I wanna dance the mambo
Sparkle and shimmer in disco
Twirl and spin in tango

I wanna go where music flow
Where happy faces shine aglow


Today it’s Quadrille Monday over at dVerse. In which we write poems of precisely 44 words, including one word we’re provided. Today’s word is GO

For some time all my mind could come up with “Wake me up before you go-go”.
Then “I want to go home”. I have a head full of lyrics from a life singing. After playing both songs I tried to share my (and everyone else) longing for life to yet again contain those things we did so easily before the pandemic. 

I have truly fallen for this dVerse creation. I find myself writing Quadrilles any odd time.
Read some of them here.

Wake me up before you go-go – Wham
I want to go home – Jonny Cash

Submissive Embrace – A Quadrille

Photo by cottonbro from Pexels

My dreams are filled with your touching
Soft gentle caresses and sharp stinging
Every stroke keeps my body singing

I long for your cuff’s embrace
Keeping me bound in place
Smile of bliss on my lips
As I feel the bite of the whip


Written for Quadrille 121: Let’s Embrace at dVerse. It’s a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. It can be in any form, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You must use the word “embrace” or some form of the word in your poem (not simply the title).

Since it is LGTB history month (in the UK). I went back to the forbidden poetry of the inglenook.

Read other Quadrilles by me here.

Photo by cottonbro from Pexels

A Very Happy Unbirthday – A Quadrille

Mosaic Path,” by Erin Hanson

Where’s the way
To where Dinah stay
It was there yesterday

No Cheshire cat here to say
Which is the way
Where the caterpillar philosophizes all day

Where to give gifts away
Celebrate a very happy unbirthday
With a tea party the Wonderland way


Written for dVerse — Quadrille 120. The word to include as one of just 44 is way. And the artwork in the prompt post brought me to Wonderland.

Read more about Dinah, the Caterpillar, the Cheshire cat and unbirthdays on Wikipedia.

Saint Lucia – 13 December (2019 Re-post)

Walters Art Museum [Public domain]

Fair maiden
come to rekindle the light
Hymn signing
sung to heavens delight
Not a word sung
about your saintly fight
As a woman
with your own goal in sight
Condemned by men
to suffering without respite
To write your praises
my hopes reignite


Claudia Gründer [CC BY-SA 3.0]

All trough childhood and adolescence I where one of those girls that sang like the angels in Lucia processions. In Sweden it’s all about upcoming midwinter and celebrating the returning light. Also the protestant church don’t have saints so the real symbolism of the story of Saint Lucia of Syracuse has gotten lost along the way.

Also posted to OpenLinkNight #256 at dVerse. Which is why this poem is in the dVerse form of a Quadrille – a poem of 44 words, not counting the titel.

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