Today’s poem answers to two prompts. How did that happen?
I almost wished to write a poem outside of the NaPoWriMo prompt today, for the first time, since it’s about death and I had a happy birthday post to post. But then I learned about the quadrille and the path was paved.
1. Challenge 24: “Today, we’d like to challenge you to write an elegy – a poem typically written in honor or memory of someone dead. But we’d like to challenge you to write an elegy that has a hopefulness to it.”
2. My first contribution to dVerse ~ Poets Pub was spurred on by the hostess Lilian the Home Poet and her take on Quadrille Monday. This is how the challenge is worded: “The quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title. The word gather or a form of the word must be included in the body of the poem.”
My guess is that sometimes I like to be gathered like sheep and pointed to green green grass. So be it.
Hopeful elegy in 44 words
It’s not years gathered, is it.
It’s not like when a dog dies
and you say: 16, a good life.Does it matter how you die?
When? Where?Good death
advertises you.
People gather
in any season.Happy end.
It’s not that we won’t.
Nice elegy in praise of the “happy end”.
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Thank you, Frank. 🙂 I’m glad you like it.
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Ooh! I’d never heard of dVerse or quadrilles before. I’ll have to try both. Your blog is so educational! I like your question: Does it matter how you die? I’ve always been of the opinion that it does, most definitely.
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😀 Oh, Maggie, “educational” is another thing I have never been called before. Thank you! Probably it does, doesn’t it. But then again, when someone dies just how s/he wanted, others are again not so happy. I’ll be happy if you join us, you’ll be my first friend there. I joined on a whim. 🙂 I think because April is ending.
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So glad you joined us!
I especially like the first stanza here. It stands as a comparison for us to think about. And then the questions engage us further.
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Thank you, Lilian! 🙂 You pulled me right into it. This April I have gone into a poetry standoff with myself. So far I’m winning!
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Ah, oranges in November and that intense blue sky… this is the poetry itself :))
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Thank you, Marina, I agree. Poetry all around you, even if you’re dead. 🙂
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True true… though being dead and open to poetry is quite a new concept to me 😆
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Well done. I haven’t done the dVerse Poets for a few weeks. Thanks for the reminder.
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Thanks, Judy. This was my ever first partaking. (Is this part-taking?)
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Another triumph. I don’t know how you do it.
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Ahh, scooj, thank you muchly! Must be beginner’s luck. 🙂
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Indeed… how to measure a good life… is it by it’s end or what we did with it?
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Thank you, Björn. I think it’s best when no measurement is required.
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I like your conclusion – happy end ~ So nice to meet you at dVerse ~
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Thank you so much, Grace. 🙂
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