Roadmap
I’m held captive by your wrinkles, dear, enraptured by your ripples.
I love your freckles and your moles and all of nature’s stipples.
They are sacred landmarks. When I find one that is new,
I must give thanks to nature for adding more of you.
Sometimes with the darkness around us rich and deep,
my mind goes on a walkabout as you lie asleep.
The roadmap of your body is the terrain that I pace—
the ravines and the gullies and your face’s fragile lace.
Some bemoan the changes that nature brings about,
and they bring a different beauty. It’s true, without a doubt.
But as I trace each special feature of your body and your face,
I’m reassured that nature’s carving instills a deeper grace.
For dVerse Poets Pub, the prompt was to write a quadrille about maps. This is definitely not a quadrille. It is a poem from my just-published adult coloring book: When Old Dames Get Together . Available on Amazon.
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This is such a profound poem Judy
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I hope some men feel this way, at least….
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I hope so too
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Oh what a truly lovely poem.
Much💖love
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Thanks, Gillena.
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Beautiful
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Quadrille not, but a beautiful poem. 😉
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Thanks, Whimsy… I know you are a great one for breaking rules yourself.
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I have since reposted it as three quadrilles..in dVerse.
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Not a quadrille but a wonderful hymn to the beauty of change.
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Björn, I have since republished it on dVerse as a legit triple quadrille…44 words per stanza.
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I read both of them and like this one better. Creative use of map, Judy. Why didn’t I think of that!
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