We’re challenged to create a quadrille
using the word “spring” in exactly 44
words. I challenged myself to use
the various meanings as well.
Submitted to dVerse at https://dversepoets.com/
March, 2017
The buggy springs creaked
on the bumpy ride to Bozart's Spring
atop Larkspur Mountain.
Buckets were filled with clear,
cool water, and the homeward
trip begun amidst bluebells
and forget-me-nots, while
songbirds basked in sunshine
and serenaded the first days of Spring.
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Beautiful scene here in your lovely words and image.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great additional challenge, love the scene with that buggy for fresh water...
ReplyDeleteThree uses of "spring" in one poem. We have fresh snow today but I assume spring has not been cancelled this year.
ReplyDeleteAwesome use of the word in all its gorgeous forms. :)
ReplyDeleteyou paint a lovely scene!
ReplyDeletehow creative! and it was such a pleasant ride a long with you.
ReplyDeleteLove how you used "spring" in different ways to paint a beautiful scene!
ReplyDeleteNice one.
ReplyDeleteThis narrative read like a most special memory that you allowed us to peek at. Lovely. Yet again Google won't let me comment. Victoria at http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com
ReplyDeleteYou paint a beautiful scene here!
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to those first days of spring ~ Ride on, basking in sunshine ~
ReplyDeleteChallenge well met with this enchanted moment
ReplyDeleteI love the way you have started with the sound of the buggy springs and the evocative place names, which set up a short poem well. The buckets of water and blue flowers bring a freshness to it that contrasts with the sunshine to recreate the feeling of a spring morning.
ReplyDeleteA Hallmark scene
ReplyDeleteVery nice :)
ReplyDeleteNature appears to inspire many. Good one!
ReplyDeleteOh what a lovely journey that sounds.
ReplyDeleteVery peaceful refreshing scene while also slipping in all those variations of spring!
ReplyDeleteCleverly done. Puts a spring in our steps. :)
ReplyDeleteSpring blooms
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What a lovely poem and a lovely ride.
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