Tag: 44 words

d’Verse Quadrille #156- No Contest

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry18 Comments

Here’s how to join in:

  • Write a 44 word poem sans title including the word “wrap” and post it on your blog or website.
  • Enter your name and direct link to your poem in Mr. Linky.
  • Follow the links to other poets. Read, comment and come back later as the prompt is open all week.
  • Provide a link to dVerse so others can find us too.
  • Drop in to say hello in our discussion below.
  • That’s a wrap! Have fun!


  • It was MY moment of fame,
    An actor’s first claim,
    Selling a product
    And building a name.

    But the spotlight endorsed
    A child, of course,
    So, my moment of stardom
    Took a turn for the worse!

    Upstaged by innocence.
    “And that’s a wrap, folks!”


    https://dversepoets.com/2022/07/25/quadrille-155/

d’Verse Quadrille #151-Static-Kitten Petting

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry25 Comments

The word “static” originates from the Greek word “Statlike” (to bring to standstill or a state of no movement). You can use derivatives such as statical, statically, electrostatic or create an original hyphenation. Dabble with the effects of static in space, physics, nature, relationships, society or yourself,
with whatever definition you choose.

Here’s how to join in:

  • Write a 44 word poem sans title including the word “static” and post it on your blog or website.
  • Enter your name and direct link to your poem in Mr. Linky.
  • Follow the links to other poets. Read, comment and come back later as the prompt is open all week.
  • Provide a link to dVerse so others can find us too.


Kitten Petting

Rubbing my kitten to and fro,
We love each other; this I know.

She hunches her spine.
A soft motor-like purr.
She rolls her green eyes.
Kneading claws spur.
A static shock!
On wetted nose,
A spark of white light,

And off she goes!

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44-words


https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/02/quadrille-2/

Quadrille #148-Papered Poems-Tag Sale Lament

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry22 Comments

Just pen a poem of precisely 44 words, including some form of the word paper. Link it up by clicking Mr. Linky. Then make your way around to the other posts, to find some of the most talented pen-and-paper-pushers around. The prompt is open for the whole week, so remember to come back and read (and write) some more! 


Tag Sale Lament

‘Leftovers’
In a box… the ‘overlooked’
among the ‘unwanted’, lay in decay.
Once treasured enough to fold and ruin.
Crippled rippled bindings grip
read-worn powdery pages.
Within lives an enduring tale.
But material tours don’t last forever.
One dump-defying last chance …
Paperbacks For Free.

44-words
https://dversepoets.com/2022/03/21/quadrille-148-papered-poems/

d’Verse Quadrille Monday- Shiver

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry36 Comments

If you’re new to dVerse or the quadrille, it’s simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. It can be in any form, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You MUST use the word “shiver” or some form of the word in your poem. Are you shivering in anticipation? Go and write!

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I spied a wee mouse. It made me squeal.
He rose on two and gave up this spiel:

“How can YOU claim a galled fright?
Not ONE crumb have I found tonight.
Shiver not, you greedy disgrace.
I’ll bid farewell and blow this place!”

44 words

For other poem responses to the prompt, follow this link.
https://www.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=dversepoets&postid=23Jan2022a&meme=12540

https://dversepoets.com/2022/01/24/quadrille-144-shivering/

d’Verse Quadrille Monday- Seed

On By Susan St.PierreIn Words 'n' such Poetry39 Comments

If you’re new to dVerse or the quadrille, it’s simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. This is a dVerse-created form. It can be written as any type of poem, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You MUST use the given word–or some form of the word, such as seedling– in your poem (not simply the title). Today the word is SEED.

#fern from .:. Unicorn Vibration .:.

Ferns never complain.
Their seeds dispersed unevenly
-Some never taking root-
Seek a fertile place.
The art of natural living.

Nonchalance.

Each reaching its own potential.
Uneven heights and varied designs,
Yet, interlaced in common soil.
Symbiotic of place and time.

United they persevere.

(44 words)
Quadrille #127: Planting Seeds | dVerse (dversepoets.com)