Lisa introduces this week’s quadrille challenge from dVerse Poets, and she does it with a “with” among the 44 words (exactly) with which we may versify to compose a quadrille.
Only too late into November am I remembering that already the sedge has withered from the lake, or whatever John Keats (1795-1821) riffed upon and with.
My quadrille wherewithal instead harks and larks back into golden summertime 2024, when I had a glorious obsession with linden (“lime”) trees and the person with whom I associate them.
wherewithal
do I have the wherewithal to start again the golden cord that leads to heaven from the heart?
do you have the herewithal to walk companioning, to this, the blossom-linden?
do we have the sharewithal to heed the 'cello thread its mellow, dancing-partner, dearest-fellow?
© Kathy Labrum McVittie 26 November 2024
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This is gorgeous, Kathy! I especially loved “sharewithal”.
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Thank you my friend xxx
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Love the way you split your wherewithal 🙂
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Thank you – I enjoyed writing this one so much!
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Kathy, the repetition and the rhyme scheme works so well with your poem. I feel a deep affection you have with your “dearest-fellow.”
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Ah, I feel that you see me. Thank you dear x
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You’re welcome ❤
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Beautiful Kathy, but also clever, I love the progression of your three words, ending with a joint question.
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Thank you for this encouragement, Paul. It was one of those exercises that tripped out of the pen – and from the heart.
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