Today’s prompt for the dVerse Poets Quadrille is the word earth.
Cruel Dance
Your roots, deep veins
in dark earth smell
of heat and safety
Clinging sweet on savory
Luscious minerals necessary for
Life on earth our
feet stabilize during the
eternal push and pull
of gravity’s cruel dance
The earth leaves its
mark upon our soles.
This is absolutely stunning ❤
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I love the use of gravity in your poem… we were having similar thoughts there.
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I really love the wordplay in the closing line ❤
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I enjoyed the appeal to the senses, Maria, especially the ‘dark earth smell’ and taste of ‘clinging sweet on savory’ in the first stanza, and then the wonderful twist of movement and the feel of the earth leaving its mark on our feet, rather than us leaving our footprints on the earth.
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I like the ‘earth leaves its mark upon our soles’…even perhaps upon our souls…nice poem
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I like the twist at the end of the earth leaving its mark on us rather than we leave our mark on earth and the idea of gravity as a dance.
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I too love the wordplay in the last line
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Love the play (and role reversal) in that last line.
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