From Bjorn today over at dversepoets.com is a challenge to write a quadrille. There are two stipulations: that the word dance be used as a verb with an object, and to be written in exactly
44 words. Well I was up for a challenge.
Wearing her pink felt hat
among leafy bract,
under yellowing sky -
she arcs her arm, waving at passersby
Perfect lace creations fall, dance around,
become her veil and wedding gown
Bending to converse with another lower bloom,
she discovers in deep snow the groom
