When you step into a garden
you're bewitched by blooms
you're bedazzled by colors
and beguiled by perfumes
And whilst under the spell
of those oh so vibrant plumes
you might catch glimpses of petals
fluttering to imaginary tunes
Butterflies gliding past floral fumes!
This quadrille poem is written for the dVerse Poets Pub's Open Link Night
A quadrille is a poem of EXACTLY 44 words (no more...no less), not including the title. The word prompt given was 'Petals'.
Nice one!!!!
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Much♡love
Thanks Gillena!
DeleteA lovely and bewitching garden.
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace!
DeleteBeautiful... different from the ones you usually write
ReplyDeleteYeah, I guess it was the prompt that dragged me into this zone.
DeleteNice description
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteShort and beautiful ode to butterflies 😊
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteNice and I like the fluttering to imaginary tunes
ReplyDeleteGlad you liked it. Thanks for dropping by Marja :)
DeleteThe imaginary tunes made me think of real toads.
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Hehe. Toads those were then!
DeleteThanks for dropping by :)
Aaaah *smiles* that's beautiful
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteThis reminds me of the movie Labyrinth. Cool! 👏
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
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