When you hold mi han' an' talk sweet talk a gets shivers down mi spine wobbles in mi walk smiling crooked a needs a breather shakin' lurid I quiver fevered I hear the strum clear the air so I succumb to the Spanish guitar
Merril D Smith at dVerse Poet’s Pub prompted us to use shiver–or some form of the word—in a poem of exactly 44 words. The form is up to you. Shiver in rhyme, or shiver in free verse. Shiver in the past, present, or future. Thanks, Merril.
For this prompt, I thought of and tried to imitate the rhythm of a song my sons loved.
Well, I loved it too: I’m Shakin’ by Jack White. And so I danced.
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Thanks for reading. Happy new week.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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You did it! I too felt like dancing. Expertly crafted, Selma.
*grinning* Thanks, Susan. yes, I did. Danced. Thanks for this. I bless you. Good night. I’ve mingled a bit, will do more in the morning. Good night. xoxo
I am a spontaneous dancer too. Joyfulness cannot be contained. 😉 xoxo
That’s the ultimate truth. Cannot be contained. Wish it turned to a virus like the one we’re confronting right now. Imagine!
Thanks for the comment, dear Susan. I loved your li’l finger-pointing mouse poem. xoxo
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Spanish guitar! (deep sigh) Nothng quite matches Segovia
I’ve never visited, but I know what that guitar sounds like. Ah, I deep sigh with you, my friend. Thanks for commenting. And sharing. I bless you.
I think many would dance to the rhythm of your poem.The words make it seem like a song! 😉
Aww, you say nice word to me (talk sweet talk *wink*) and I shiver all over again. Thanks so much. Let’s all dance… Thanks for the comment. xo
You’re welcome 🙂
Amazing! Your poem is a dance. Beautiful, Selma.
Gwen, it pleases me enormously that you liked it. You got your dancing feet moving too? Sweeet! Thanks for commenting and sharing, dear friend. I bless you. xoxo
Dancing does come on like that–and you must! (K)
So glad you know about that too. And glad to know you take it seriously too. Let’s all do a little Bo Diddly, why don’t we. Thanks for the comment, K. I appreciate you. xoxo
I don’t know how I managed to completely overlook this 10-year-old song. Positively groovy, as is your poem. I like it how he says “I’m Bo Diddley”. 😀
I have a question. Can it be that I recognize the ending of one of my poems in there, or was is a coincidence because so you danced as well? 😉
You’re amazing, already, and doing so much already. The kids brought that song to my attention and we danced often.
The question… Is it similar? That would be a compliment indeed. Perhaps I read it. Dunno. But this one, this time came to me from a good and holy place.
Let me read yours, please. I want to. How long ago did you send that glider out? Excited to read…
Thanks, my sweet.
Have a look, at the end of this post, it came up in my blogging memories recently. I checked, it doesn’t have your “like”. We both must have just wished to dance. Glorious!
https://manjameximexcessive6.wordpress.com/2022/01/19/wordless-wednesday-which-way-signs/
Wow
You liked it!? So pleased. Thanks. Come often, please. xoxo
Sublime! I dance with you Selma and shiver too at the sweet talk. Especially roused by the squeeze of a companionable hand**. Thank you for sharing the Miracel of languid limpid lucid language xxx
** see the graphics (squeezey hands) of this Frank Turner song on youTube here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VwtAjv04pt8
How precious you are. Thanks so much. I watched the video nodding at the wise words. The light is coming through and reaching places where kindness was absent.
Thank you.
I dance with you, sweet one. Happily.
I’m pleased you found something in the language of the poem. I bless you. Will be reading more wise words from you. Be well. I wish you miracles. xoxo
I felt the rhythm in this, so deeply. Well done.
aww, thanks. Glad you did. Now we’re all dancing. Wonderful. Thanks for the encouragement. I bless you.
Really like the voice in this, has a sincere sensuality of its own…..and just incredible how you delayed that last line to the last! Really beautifully done, and nice photo too…
Ain, my sweet talkin’ friend, you make me feel better than I am. You give me shivers. 😃 💕
I appreciate the read/comment so much. xoxo I bless you. xoxo
Reading the lovely title of this, I think of Shivers by Ed Sheeran, a rare song I enjoy, and it makes me love this beautiful piece of yours even more!
Hey, Jaya. I bee-lined to Sheeran. I’d never heard this one before. It’s a nice one indeed and it would have been just the song for the prompt.
I love his evergreen song: Thinking Out Loud best of all. (Just sayin’)
Thanks so much for reading my poem and thinking it worthy of a comment. Always a pleasure to see you here. Thanks dearly. xoxo
I can hear and feel the music in the words. Made me shiver with joy.
Shiver with joy. Yay! So happy to hear this my lovely friend. Let’s keep going. I appreciate your reading/comment. Stay sweet.
P.S. we need to talk about your newsletter. I’m having a hard time responding. 😞 😢 💔 Let’s fix it.
Yes, felt down the spine, rhythm, sound, feelings, evocative shivers.
I like your comment, Paul. So happy it worked on you. Let’s dance. 💃🏼 🕺
Fascinatingly sensual in all the right ways. Thanx
So glad you felt that, Sabio. Thanks for the comment. Stay well. 💃🏼 🎶 💕
I read this a few times at my mate’s place; I really like what you’ve done with the simple task: worked some magic into it; I caught myself swaying to the rhythm —
Swaying. Aww. Love it. Words are alive!
Thanks for reading and commenting. Stay well. xoxoxo
Great poem, it had quite an uplifting beat 😊
Glad you caught this one, sweet Deb. Stay lovely. xoxo.
I loved your wordless rabbit in the garden.
Happy Summering. 💗 🐇
Thanks Selma, you’re a wonderful poet
As are you, my lovely. 👏
I love the rhythm and flow of this. I’m dancing, too!
So 😎 cool. Glad to add you in my image. Lovely, Merril. Xo 💃🏼 💃🏼
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You definitely succeeded in this, Selma! I could feel that rhythm.
Wonderful! So glad you could feel it too. So glad I participated this time. Thanks for the comment. XO
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Sweet rhythm and lingo and I love the inspiration of Jack White. A unique one.
~Mish~
You bless me.
Thought of including the video, but figured everyone knew the one. Thank you, Mish. xoxo
Awesomely creative, Selma. Wonderful writing. xoxo
Thanks, Jeff. 💃🏼 🕺
I love how the words danced and swayed. Good one!
Aww. Glad you could feel it. xoxo
Love the rhythm, the dance and all those shakin’ moves, Selma! 💃
Yeah, we did it, Ingrid. Thanks. xoxo
I read your poem three times. Wow, Selma. It’s a beautiful rhythmic poem. Anyone can feel like dancing and it’s a rhyme too. In your words, I wish miracles for you. xoxo
Sweet. Did you look up the YouTube video? It says it all.
Only you gotta replace it with the Spanish guitar. Thanks for the visit, Jane. XoXo
I didn’t see YouTube video. I’ll see it later now. You are welcome dear Selma 🤗😘
You did well Selma: And, obeyed the rules too. All the best.
Thanks for the encouraging comment, M. I appreciate you. xoxo
Wonderful job Selma. Concise and powerful! nice job. 💖