The Twist

She spilled giggles on the floor
bubbled with open grins
melted when he peppered her skin
with rose-scented whispers.
Dawn echoed across his head
fear sparked shadow-clouds to shimmer
twisted to see a flicker
took a breath

 – cue the scar

there was no sound.


dVerse – Quadrille Monday (some of the past words) with this week’s word: fear.


23 comments on “The Twist

  1. lillian says:

    These lines:
    “melted when he peppered her skin
    with rose-scented whispers.” are fabulous!
    And then – cue the scar….
    and then the word placement/spacing at the end —
    no sound.

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  2. Love the positioning of fear and then -cue the scar. Nice!

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  3. Once again the sum of your some is amazing.

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  4. the imagery here is truly amazing!

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  5. Lynn, skillful use of so many of the former words! Love those last 2 lines!

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  6. kanzensakura says:

    Such an amazing poem – the last two lines – wow. And you used words previously used in the Quadrilles too. You got me there!

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  7. jillys2016 says:

    Lynn you write about relationship so remarkably well! Rose-scented whispers just knocks me out! The form makes us stop at exactly the right moment. Bravo!

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  8. Frank Hubeny says:

    I liked the spilling giggles phrase.

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  9. Charley says:

    Left hanging. Left in mid-dance. Perfect.

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  10. jerennazuto says:

    A beautiful description am the scene is just perfectly preserved in your words. So delightful to read.

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