It’s Quadrille #83 over at the dVerse Poets Pub. Today’s writing prompt is to create a quadrille using the word sun.
Willow tree leaves flutter
graceful silvery green— not
quite shiny.
Two young butterflies at play
dipping, diving, spiraling through the air.
A field of sunflowers turn
their faces skyward
as if the sun
had whispered their names
one by one
to the summer wind.
Lovely piece with stunning visuals! Superbly penned, Susan.
Thank you, Eugenia. I appreciate the visit & comment!
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Lovely and peaceful. It’s as if I was there.
Thanks so much, Linda. Much appreciated!
Ah that line of whispered names is so gorgeous
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Thank you gillena. :-)
Oooo, I got a little shiver down my spine at the end. Such a sense of peace in this.
Thank you so much, Carol. Glad you enjoyed!
A lovely moment. I love sunflowers. :)
Thank you, Ayala. What a pretty name you have! :-)
I’m looking out of the window as I read this, Susan, at the fluttering,
graceful silvery green leaves of our corkscrew willow, the sun shining on them, morning dew glistening on the lower ones. No butterflies yet, but there will be later. And then you stun me with sunflowers!
Thanks Kim. You and your comments have made my day!
I love sunflowers and to walk in a field of them is magical and uplifting. I visited one last summer and I was absolutely awestruck by them.
I love them too. They’re so happy looking, I can’t help but smile at them. :-)
What a wonderful moment this was. I love sunflowers.
Many thanks, Grace! So glad it gave you a wonderful moment. That’s quite a compliment. :-)
I really like this poem. I especially like these lines: “A field of sunflowers turn/ their faces skyward/ as if the sun/had whispered their names”
Lovely, Susan. Those sunflowers are loyal to the sun, for sure!
Thank you, Beverly!
A beautiful concept, image, and message; a wonderful breath of word-smithing.
Thanks you very much, Glenn!
This is so lush and positively gorgeous!
Much appreciated, Charmed Chaos! :-)
I like the thought of the sun whispering their names. The photo is beautiful with that path going through the sunflower field.
Thank you, Frank. Buttonwood is a beautiful place. Sunflowers everywhere!
“As if the sun had whispered they names…” When I garden, I often find myself thinking how much beauty exists without ever being notices: each individual flower. So it is with us humans. Lovely
What a lovely thought, Victoria. You are absolutely right! So glad you stopped by. :-)
Truly lovely poem.
Thanks so much, kanzensakura. Glad you enjoyed!
What a lovely poem, Susan. I have willows in the front yard so know about the silvery green fluttering. The sunflower faces as if being called by the sun, I really like that.
Thanks, msjade. I love weeping willow trees, and wish I could have one but the yard isn’t big enough. Maybe some day…
They need to be where water is also!
love the way the flowers have responded – such clear visuals
Thank you, Laura!
This is superb Susan, really wonderful!
Wow. Thanks, Rob!
What Rob said!
Whatcha think?