Awaiting Your Presence

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille #90  (posted by WhimsyGizmo)
“We’re all a-quiver”
“This week, I’d like you to quench our thirst for poems by playing with the word quiver.
Pair it in rhyme with shiver, or in alliteration with quake. Make us quiver in fear, or scribble us some of the quiverings of your heart. Are you ready? Grab your quiver of quills, wield them well, and get poeming!”

I quiver-shiver
awaiting your presence.
I quaver, but rather
not let it show.
Insides shake-quake
aching for your touch.
I curl-twirl hairs
for a glow.
I’m in a tizzy, Lizzy
gazing at that clock.
My brain turns-burns
Is it over?

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to Awaiting Your Presence

  1. De Miller Jackson says:

    So much wonderful word-bump here, Sara. I LOVE the sounds this wields!


  2. Sounds like the sweet torture of being whipped with a feather.


  3. Frank Hubeny says:

    Anticipation can leave one anxious. Nice presentation of that.


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