Why should a tree be so sweet and live
in this world?
Mary Oliver
“Honey Locust”
Sweet World
a Quadrille
We walk below low-hanging branches,
variegated leaves hang heavy on her boughs
dabbed randomly with bright yellow green
splotches of wondrous watercolor whimsy.
On high, two woodpeckers play percussion.
Lacy tickle-leaves tease us with whisper touches.
We taste the sweetness of this blessed moment.
We have an abundance of these lovely trees in our neighborhood.
Today’s the day to hang around dVerse–it’s Open Link Night where you are invited to share any poetic form, any topic that pleases you. I love the discipline and surprises that the quadrille offers–a poem of exactly 44 words. Please join us at the pub.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 
Oh so beautiful……..the sweetness of a moment — especially looking up! As Anne Lamott once penned: look up…look up….don’t look at your feet…yes, your belly sticks out….look up! 🙂 Or here words were almost like that. I’m reminded with your words here that there is beauty in the world if we just look up! 🙂
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How beautifully portrayed Vick. ❤️
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It sounds sweet and blessed indeed.
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Lacy tickle-leaves tease us with whisper touches.
Great line! Love the tone and the lazy strolling rhythm of your poem.
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Ah – Mary Oliver, that wonderful title and the tasting of the moment leaves me with a sigh of delight!
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Thanks for sharing a little of that sweetness with us. Well done.
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Very beautiful. 🙂 It’s like that moment stood still in time.
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Beautiful moment captured here, the right then and in the now…gorgeous!
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Really beautiful and tranquil…you embrace the moment, the now, right here 🙂 Poppy…
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Nice!! Especially wondrous watercolor whimsy!
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Such gorgeous imagery here Victoria ❤ lovely quadrille 😀
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Love you paint the picture with words.
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Wonderful imagery here. You translate the natural world into the internal sense of feeling.
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I love the rhythm and music inherent in this pic, Victoria! Sweetness, indeed!
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I too love the percussion of the woodpeckers and the lacy leaves. Beautiful imagery here. And it was nice to walk under those trees and feel that precious peace.
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I’m not familiar with this tree, but you make it sound so beautiful!
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Sounds like a lovely day. Well written.
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Love the “Lacy tickle-leaves tease us with whisper touches.” I can hear those woodpeckers up there too! Nice, Victoria. We have many woodpeckers that visit our birdfeeders…I love them.
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It seems like a perfect Summer day, Victoria! Great!!
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The imagery and atmosphere in your writing is incredible and beautifully well written. Love this poem a lot. 🙂
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I specially love: On high, two woodpeckers play percussion. Such sweetness of that moment Victoria.
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She is my go-to when I’m stuck. I find a line for inspiration and have at it. I have many of her books. Always have one I’m reading first time or again.
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Such is the wonder of this Earth of ours.
Kind regards
Anna :o]
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Victoria, this line is pure poetry ‘Lacy tickle-leaves tease us with whisper touches,’ Sends tingles up my spine! Really beautiful meditative piece! I really love Mary Oliver – even read one of her books.
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It’s is good to be aware enough to taste the sweetness of that moment.
I like.the percussion of the woodpeckers. I did not hear them today on the porch.
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