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?
So much wonderful word-bump here, Sara. I LOVE the sounds this wields!
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Thanks, De!
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Sounds like the sweet torture of being whipped with a feather.
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Hmm. Interesting.
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Anticipation can leave one anxious. Nice presentation of that.
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Thanks, Frank!
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