Mouldering
jet in a jar
miraculous almost
metamorphosed from petalled white
cascades of April showers
heated in halcyon hours
lazy fat matronly baskers
swell sponge-like into summer drops
rotund and diamanté purple
tested on waspish tongues
beads of suspended animation
outlasting even winter
© Laura Granby 2016
Björn is back at DVerse with 44 words contained in a jar for Quadrille #14 –
and taking Tuesday time to mount the Open platform at real toads
Smiling I am. In my mind…..that’s what should be done with prunes…yech! Let them moulder in a jar.
Lots in this piece…but my gut feeling came out with the title! 🙂
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metamorphosed from petalled white
cascades of April showers
Sigh.. the imagery here is simply amazing!
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nothing as lovely as plum blossoms ❤
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So delicious… and I almost hope that William Carlos hasn’t eaten them yet…
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Thanks for the prompt and reference
I have ensured
the prunes
are kept in
a sealed jar
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Laura, this made me smile as much as your poem did. 🙂 Love both.
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Ah ha – could not resist that reposte 🙂
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Oh I want to hear this read aloud! A sensual delight. Thanks for sharing.
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I am sometimes tempted to do soundcloud accompaniment!
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I like the way you kind of rewind the preserved fruit and present us first with the blossom.
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All the seasons can be read in those wrinkles 😉
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This is a tightly packed quadrille. Well done! My attempt made me laugh but had to go in the wastebasket, LOL.
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What a shame! Until the next time Sherry…your tightly packed observation add another layer to prunes huddled in the jar
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I love the transition in this. Lovely quadrille.
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Many thanks – Until now had not considered all the transitional contrasts or even that I could muster 44 words about prunes!
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‘lazy fat matronly baskers’ – oh this is such a juicy line!
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Lovely luscious comment – thank you
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So earthy — earthward — here, walllowing in delight. A joyous low center of gravity, topped by such floral decadence.
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Wallowing in your earthy comment Brendan 🙂
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Beautiful description of the metamorphosis of plum blossom to prune
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Thank you Bryan – struggled to keep it short and sweet!
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Hi Laura! I love the way you move so elegantly from ‘mouldering jet’ through
‘petalled white / cascades of April showers’ to ‘lazy fat matronly baskers / swell sponge-like into summer drops / rotund and diamanté purple’ Outrageously sensual!
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Became more mouth watering as the words dropped out – lovely comment Kim
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April showers and halcyon hours? PERfect. This meditation on metamorphosis is sublime. Thanks, Laura. Amy
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Glad you liked that – an almost accidental rhyme in the midst of quite free verse
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Great write! From bloom to prune is quite a journey. I know some human prunes, but their metamorphosis isn’t as lovely.
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Bloom to prune – love it Susie 🙂 (long time since I’ve heard reference to human prunes but try to avoid them)
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Wow, you packed a lot into this 44 word writing from the sweet flower to the sublime fruit…love these lines: “lazy fat matronly baskers/swell sponge-like into summer drops
/rotund and diamanté purple”…wonderful!
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Wondered if I had overdone the adjectives so appreciate your appreciation
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Beautiful, luscious and mouth-watering!
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3 more lovely words Rosemary – thank you
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Great!
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❤
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Outlasting winter…I love your share Laura~
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many thanks Grace
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