Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Date with my quill

From the recycled quire,
Fresh, clammy, and
Heady with
Wood and bleach,
A blank A4 sheet
Posed au naturel,
Shivered slightly,
Restive, yet patient.
Teasing caresses
Of my quill,
Pregnant pause,
Brazen coquet,
Relenting gradually.
The osculations left
An indelible inky-blue trail.

13 comments:

  1. This post is all credits to Shailaja of The Moving Quill:https://shailajav.wordpress.com/2015/07/15/night-to-remember-microfiction/

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  2. .........and your verse had left an indelible mark.

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    1. Thank you Kalpana. It is good to hear such encouragement.

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  3. This paints such a lovely picture in my mind!

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  4. Oh goodness :) You did all the work, really no need to credit me at all, Ruby :) Loving the sensuous intensity in the lines! What every writer feels.

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    1. Thank you Shailaja for your kind words, support and encouragement. And trust me you did help me in my moment of doubt.

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  5. I rather enjoyed the artistry of artistry.

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    1. Artistry of artistry ... I just loved your words here. Thank you so much Todd.

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  6. Beautiful. I loved this piece and how you wrote in

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    1. Thank you Jasbir. It is always a pleasure hearing from you.

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.