Arms flicker and flash
the refrigerator gleams
memories spin and sway the kitchen floor
essence of adolescence
sparks lunges and leaps
tuned to infectious beats
she’s returned from the past
on a ribbon of guileless joy
and her future self nods
a spritely reunion.
~
I learned that the word for this week’s quadrille for DVerse is ‘flicker’ after having posted a haiku featuring a ‘flicker-flash’. So I decided to expand the haiku into this 44-word quadrille.
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That’s a great recycle of your entry. With youth there are two things that are very important. You’ve got them both here, love and the refrigerator.
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You have made the ‘essence of adolescence’ sound quote delightful here…and sometimes it is…although that essence can sometimes have a less appealing aspect…at least with my teenage son it can! Oh well, there are bound to be bumps on the road to maturity
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I get the sense that it’s an older person rekindling their youth. I may be off, but I still like what you’ve done with this. My favorite has to be:
she’s returned from the past
on a ribbon of guileless joy
and her future self nods
a spritely reunion.
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Thank you (you’re not off at all 😉
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I had read your earlier haiku and love what you have done here ☺💜
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Thank you Xenia 🙂
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The refrigerator looms large in adolescence for some. It seems almost like a benevolent idol in your poem, Janice 🙂
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“essence of adolescence
sparks lunges and leaps
tuned to infectious beats”…Love this sprightly spirit….
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Thank you Sumana
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I admire the sense of resurgence ~ This is my favorite part:
a ribbon of guileless joy
and her future self nods
a spritely reunion.
Thank you for being part of our journey Janice ~ Cheers!!!
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Thank you Grace. May dVerse have many more anniversaries to come. Heartfelt thanks to you and the other hosts who put so much effort into it.
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To be able to look back with joy and feel joyful in the present, what more could one want? Very nice!
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Ah the Saturday nights of adolescence! 🙂 Great take on the prompt!!
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This is great writing..I could place myself back in time, in the kitchen, dancing arms flickering in a glare of light.:-)
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I love what you did with this–it’s such a good idea to go to an existing poem to build a quadrille. I have a whole binder of poems that I’ve labeled Edit or Trash. Let’s see what they can become.
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she’s returned from the past
on a ribbon of guileless joy
and her future self nods
a spritely reunion.
Beautiful!
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Thank you Sanaa
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Fantabulous! 😎😎😎
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Thank you Dorna 🙂
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It seems that memories of the past have brightened the present and the future approves. That would be a very joyful Saturday Night.
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there’s much joy in the piece.
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