Written for Whimsygizmo: Quadrille #195 – Don’t Touch that Dial! (Stay and
Write a Poem)
You say that under the noon heat asphalt softens and floods and that under a moon-blanched night asphalt hardens and dwells: You could be wrong you know, or, you just might have a touch of genius ...rightly, some things need darkness for purchase © selma
Whimsygizmo:
New to the Q? Here’s what to do:
Touch those keys and pen us a poem of precisely 44 words, not counting the title,
and using some form of the word touch. When you’ve put the finishing touches on
your piece, post it to your own blog and link up using the Mr. Linky below. Then keep
in touch with your fellow wordsmiths by making your way around the blogosphere
to read and comment. The Quadrille is open all week, so be sure to touch base with
us later in the week to read and write some more!
Still stuck? Reach down and try to touch your toes and give your endorphins a good
spike (and if you’re anything like me – your brain a good spin).
This is how the prompt touched me.
Thanks for reading, dear ones.
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Very interesting thoughts Selma.
Yeah, I don’t really know where this one originated. It was like taking dictation. 😆 thanks for reading, Sadje. Xoxo
Always a pleasure.
It made me think… I like that!
Ooh. I like that too. Blessed be.
A touch of genius for sure, Selma! I like it!
I hope so. Genius is genius. 🙃 stay sweet. Xoxo
Brilliant, Selma
Thanks, VJ. 😉
Welcome
That ending is terrific 👏🏻
Much love,
David
Aww. Thanks, David.
This is lovely, Selma.
Thanks, dear friend. Xo
Love this, Selma 🙂
Thanks, Ms. Finn. 🤗 friend. 🦨
I love the juxtaposition here between the hard reality of asphalt and the soft vastness of sky. So well done.
Thanks so much, De, for not ridiculing me. It came as is. Glad you found value in this one. Bless you. It was a great prompt. Xo
Beautifully written, as you always do.
You’re too kind. Beautiful words. Xo
❤️
Or you could also say that would light be without darkness.
True. What would light be without darkness. Thanks for your words, kind Björn. Have a great weekend.
Love the air of knowing behind this poem and especially the beautiful way it ends ❤️
Aww. Thanks dear friend. Xo
I like your take on touch. Such a great comparison. Interesting analogies.
Thanks so much. 🤗
You are welcome.
Two ways at least to consider anything. (K)
Two. At least. Yes. Xo
Beauty in both perspectives. ❤️
Thanks, Dora. Xo 🤗
My pleasure, friend. 😉
Heart touching thought. So beautiful words written in. Beautiful & Preety pic. Nice recommend the pic in poem words written.
Thanks, Selma 🙂
Oh yes, Raj. I agree, the photo is beautiful. So happy you liked it. Xo
Yes, thank you so much,Selma! May too happy 😄!
Selma, your last line is gorgeously creative! 👏🏻
Beautiful poem!
Thanks friend
You’re welcome
Yes indeed Selma, some things (Many things?) need darkness, I wonder as the mystics understood, that there is a beauty and refining nature of darkness.