Quadrille #37—Be Not Afraid
So happy to see you this lovely Monday at dVerse, where this week we will be sharing the fun and challenging Quadrille.
We live in anxious times. On a global scale there is international conflict and instability, terrorist threats, political divisiveness and uncertainty, identity threat and climate change. We are polarized and fear one another, fear those who see things differently than we do.
On a personal level it can be even worse. We fear meaninglessness, financial insecurity, the past, the future, loss, death and what comes after. We are afraid that we are not good enough, that we don’t meet expectations. We seek professional help for anxiety we can’t even name.
And then there are those good old phobias—some of them understandable if we dip into events of our past. I have a horror of heights that I think came from having to descend a rickety old fire escape during fire drills in High School. Others, not so rational.
Welcome, then, to dVerse Quadrille #37. In case you haven’t figured it out, I would like you to take the word FEAR and use it in a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title. Fear can be used as a verb, noun adjective (fearful) and adverb (fearfully). Don’t be afraid—just take it wherever the muse leads you. Even add a bit of humor to lighten the load.
To participate:
- Write your poem and post it on your blog or website;
- Access Mr. Linky at the bottom of this post and add your name and the direct URL to your submission;
- Spend time enjoying and commenting on the work of your fellow pubsters, especially those who have taken the time to do so for you.
- Enjoy your time writing and reading poetry.
- Share a link to this prompt on your social media sites.
For dVerse, this is Victoria, happy to be hosting today’s Quadrille and reminding you that the prompt is open all week, so join in when you are able.
Welcome to dVerse, my poet friends, where we are dancing the quadrille and sipping MaiTai’s and Pina Colada’s. We are looking forward to a week of 100 degree (F) weather in the midst of a 40 day heat wave so far…so I think I’ll stick to Ice Tea. Looking forward to see you coming up to the bar and slapping down the perfect fear(less) Quadrille for a tip. Enjoy.
Hello Victoria! it is good to see you hosting. I’ll do Arnold Palmers in this heat – 1/2 tea and 1/2 lemonade for the uninitiated. I’m still writing my quadrille. I’ll post later.
I love Arnie’s–so popular in our desert abode. I just may make one. Let’s make a big pitcher. Looking forward to yours, my friend.
Yes a HUGE pitcher – with lots of freshly squeezed lemons….
Indeed.
Evening Victoria
Arnie’s sound very cool…I’ll take one…two poems submitted…includes an ‘all the words’ effort…will get round to reading later this evening….I have some maps to peruse first.
Have fun perusing, Paul.
Paul, your all-the-words is amazing. I had given up on it being able to make sense, but…
wow
Thanks..it has a kind of surreal sense to it and a mini poem hidden within.
Have never heard of an Arnie — I’ll take a glass from that pitcher please — with plenty of ice and a little yellow paper parasol to ward off the sun please 🙂
So nice to see you here hosting Victoria. So HAPPY to see the word “fear” for my all the words post….I keep crossing my fingers each week that I’ll be able to eliminate a superflous word and substitute the new one! 🙂 Got it for Act 37 — I’m certain to be running out of luck soon. It’s been a good run.
Shall hit the poetry trail for a bit….then back to enjoying glorious weather today and tomorrow….then the heat and humdity returns. Sounds like you’re getting your share there!
37…I’m no math genius but as I figure it 44-37=7. Seven little words left to join it all together. Arnold Palmer’s are quite popular out here. I have to run out for some yellow parasols. Be right back.
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Thank you, Henrietta. I think I’ve seen you on some photography blogs, haven’t I?
Thanks for hosting, Victoria. I’ve linked one about imaginary fears, not that we shouldn’t have fears when appropriate.
Fun one, Frank.
Hi Y’all! I see that there is a pitcher of Arnies going round. Works for me! Our favorite jazz joint here in O Town has a room named for the guy who originated the drink and lived around the corner. It was tough to see The Arnie (PGA) come to town this year…
I’m all teed up and ready to drive.
Yes it was. I wrote a tribute poem to him. He was one of a kind–special person.
Indeed.
Love the image of the cat! Just to be a tad different, make mine a Tequila Eclipse — just a Tequila Sunrise… without the sunrise. Cheers, y’all!
Uh, okay Charley…I kind of would expect different for you!
Thank you!
Good evening, Victoria! Good evening, dVerse Poets one and all. I’ve just got back from choir, where we’ve been singing ‘Living on a Prayer’, ‘Titanium’, ‘Don’t Stop Me Now’ and ‘Piece of My Heart’. I’m definitely in need of a cool drink and a parasol! Looking forward to some fearsome Quadrilles.
I would love to hear those hymns.
Thank you Victoria, what an awful terrible fantastic prompt. Just the thing I’ve been wrestling with. I’ll need a drink, but no alcohol or caffeine for this, it’s got to be all me if I’m to take the wheel and drive… -Eric
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How about an Arnold Palmer with decaf Ice Tea–I don’t do caffeine or alcohol, for that matter either.
Hi, gang! I am fresh back from Lake Tahoe, and ready to (sort of) dig back in. These are busy weeks as the kids start school, and sports, but I hope to be around more again. We had a heavenly hiatus. I will take something cool to drink, to remind me of my Lake. Awesome word, Victoria. I fear I may have to write more than one…
Oh, I’ll run up and get you something from the Hyatt at Incline. Give me an hour or so! So wonderful, “our” Lake.
Victoria, I am puzzled. Should we comment when a poet does not include the word “fear” that fear is not in the poem?
I usually do, and just remind them of the prompt word. Now Lillian’s, in case that’s it, has the acrostic fear in the last 4 lines of her stanza. I am just returning after picking up some parasols to go with the drinks…so haven’t read them all.
Hi Victoria…there is much fear these days both well-founded and exaggerated– fanned by those who wish to be heroes…I indulged in some dark humour (?) this week
The times do lend themselves to dark humor, don’t they, Janice. I’ll be around to read in just a few moments.
I see some wonderful responses posted – thanks
Thanks, Maureen. Yours, that I read last night, among them.
Thanks for that Victoria
The times are no more anxious than they have ever been. In fact, they are less so. But people appear to be more fearful for whatever reasons.
Fear is a choice, since most of what we fear is beyond anything we may influence let alone control.
Good points!
I have so many fears, I don’t even know where to start. Hey, that can be a fear, too!
Hope you’re not afraid of crows!
My power animal? No way!
Great power animal.
The prompt works perfectly well to piece this quadrille with my previous one. Indescribably satisfying to scribble it over lunch today. Thanks for prompting us to face our fears, Victoria. Very timely indeed.
Thank you, Colin.
I’ll be around later tonight to read and comment. Thank you for the prompt, Victoria.
Good to see you, Misky.
My time is still not quite my own yet. Youngest son and his wife just returned home after 3 week visit, and eldest son and his wife and my grandchildren arrive next week for two weeks. This is a very busy summer!
Second time caller, first time quadriller. Addressing our fears is a first necessary step.
Hope to see you again and again, m.j.
I penned a rather depressing poem on fear. But it is an honest one. I thought of fear and I thought of some of my recent experiences. I am about to turn in for the night. Morning will be brighter…
The word itself can inspire rather dark poetry and poetry is supposed to cover the wide range of emotions…so go for it. I’ll read soon, Nimi.
Late, as usual! 🙂 I’ll take a poetry break later today to come back to read and comment.
Glad you made it! Not really late. It’s open all week.
🙂