A Quadrille Poem
Lent, swaying, pitched on his chair, twirling stache, the devils red hair,
Purveying contents, edge of his rocker; curio cabinet/luridness locker,
– Prismatic jarred oddities, of wonder and fright, fingers of sunbeam, lambent light,
Refractions, grotesque and exquisite – patiently planning, his heads own exhibit.
Poem by © Darius the Mate
Written for the dVerse prompt; create a Quadrille, a poem in 44 words, using a form of the word curiosity.
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Playing with Words
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Well this is just devilishly delightful! You had me at your title, big time.
But I love love this, too:
“Prismatic jarred oddities, of wonder and fright, fingers of sunbeam, lambent light…”
I can hear the whole thing being called out by a circus barker. Just wonderful.
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Thank you De, those were my favourite lines too.
It’s definitely a challenge condensing everything you want to write into 44 words! I suppose a few of them ended up in the title 😋
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I feel concerned, almost like you are going into the head of trophy collecting serial killer (my excuses)
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😅 well I’ve made the cabinet now, it must find a use!
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This is almost like stream of consciousness, and leads us rambling along fascinated to see what comes next!
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Thank you Bev 😀
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This is great in so many ways. I think the third line is my favorite.
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Thank you Susan 😊
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Has to be the most unique use of the “word” ….. love it!
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Thank you Helen
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I love the wordplay here, particularly the alliteration of ‘curio cabinet/luridness locker’ – sounds like a character to be wary of!
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Thank you Ingrid!
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Your quadrille is swaying on the edge of darkness, Darius. I love the Penny-Dreadfulness of the ‘twirling stache’, the ‘curio cabinet/luridness locker’ and those ‘prismatic jarred oddities’. The ending made me cringe!
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Muhahaha! Wonderful 🤪
Thank you Kim
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Love the luridness locker and your curio shop with the evil scheming head. When he gets on a roll, I don’t think anyone can stop him. 😉
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Thank you K, sometimes I feel like an evil scheming headed writing these poems.
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I’d keep you as a pet muse, very entertaining.
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😂 oh wow, that made me laugh OUT LOUD!
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poetry is a great way to show of our minds peculiarities and curiosity thank you for a greatt piece
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Many kind returns for your comment Rogblog 😁
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Curiosity knows no realms, especially with the imagination. You communicate that beautifully here.
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Thank you Lucy, I try! 😍
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