Hello dVersians! Lisa here to challenge you with a word to write about for Monday’s Quadrille. We are a week or so into August, which is about halfway towards autumn in the northern hemisphere and about halfway through winter in the southern hemisphere. Both are welcome change times of the year. The sweltering heat of this summer is welcomed to vacate, making room for cooler weather. I’m looking forward to standing in chilled evening breezes and watching the sun set. Those who have been shivering in the cold of the southern half are happy to see greening on the horizon if they stand on tippy toes.
Not only is seasonal change afoot, we continue to take baby steps towards full disclosure of those shady secrets that everyone already knows. “Indian Schools” in Canada and the U.S. have spotlights on them, unearthing atrocities that most didn’t know about or didn’t care to know about. The pandemic rages on, with new variants and old resistance to vaccination. Critical Race Theory and whether it will be taught in schools is a hot topic. Investigation into the January 6th debacle and whether justice will be served, legislation proposed to hamstring voters in being able to vote, and the fascists that keep being treated with kid gloves keeps nerves on both sides on edge. I just learned about the Creech Drone Base in Nevada where remote drone pilots bomb targets and terrorize citizens in other countries. With so many political fires burning, sometimes it’s difficult to know where to stand without getting burnt.
Today’s quadrille prompt word is stand.
I really like the first poem I found, where it likens a community to the bones in a human foot.
About Standing (in Kinship)
By Kimberly Blaeser
We all have the same little bones in our foot
twenty-six with funny names like navicular.
Together they build something strong—
our foot arch a pyramid holding us up.
The bones don’t get casts when they break.
We tape them—one phalange to its neighbor for support.
(Other things like sorrow work that way, too—
find healing in the leaning, the closeness.)
Our feet have one quarter of all the bones in our body.
Maybe we should give more honor to feet
and to all those tiny but blessed cogs in the world—
communities, the forgotten architecture of friendship.
When there is too much going on and too many decisions to make, we can become paralyzed.
At a Standstill
By Samuel Menashe
The statue, that cast
Of my solitude
Has found its niche
In this kitchen
Where I do not eat
Where the bathtub stands
Upon cat feet—
I did not advance
I cannot retreat
I found great comfort in this last one.
The Old Deer Stand
By Stan Holliday
There’s a man I never met before
yet I know him just the same
and think about him often times
as I pass by a ruined stand.
The old deer stand I first saw long ago,
a few boards clinging to a dying cedar
with most of it upon the ground
being slowly reclaimed by decay.
The stand was old when i was young.
I suspect its builder was long gone,
his sons, perhaps, were near my age
and like me have become as gray
as the last boards clutching the tree,
boards which creak like old joints in the wind.
That builder, I can almost see
sitting up there hunting deer
with cold numb fingers and toes
on this ridge which never changes.
He, too, cherished this lonely place.
I see him watching grey squirrels play
and listening as wood ducks flew by,
slowly wiping a drippy nose,
slowly scanning the landscape
in search of antlers
so long ago.
I guess like me he slowly aged
and counted time by hunting seasons
as trees overtook nearby fields
and his father’s generation slipped away
while the years piled up unnoticed.
Until one autumn he failed to come.
No repairs to the favorite stand.
And the forest likely never noticed
for the land and game abides
and keeps abiding.
This old man who i never met.
this old man i have come to know.
This old man who used to pass this way.
I know him for I have become him.
Your challenge today, if you choose to accept it, is to use stand or any word that includes stand in it to write a quadrille. Describe what taking a stand means to you. Talk about how you stand in the world. Explore how you’ve seen others stand. Be at a standstill. Walk through a stand of trees. Whatever your muse brings to you. Your choice, as long as your poem is 44 words.
If you’re new to dVerse or the quadrille, it’s simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title. It can be in any form, rhymed or unrhymed, metered, or unmetered. You MUST use the word stand or some form of the word in your poem.
If you are new, here’s how to join in:
*Write a poem (in any form) in response to the challenge.
*You will find links to other poets and more will join, so check back later to read their poems.
*Read and comment on other poets’ work–we all come here to have our poems read.
*Please link back to dVerse from your site/blog.
Helen Dehner said:
Thanks Lisa! Great challenge …..
You’re very welcome, Helen. Can I get you a drink?
Helen Dehner said:
Wine spritzer sounds refreshing! Merci.
One wine spritzer in a tall flute with a polka-dotted umbrella. You’re welcome and Cheers!
Helen, FYI, I just tried to leave a comment at your poem but not sure it went through. Will check back later to see if it did.
Hello All! Sorry I’m late opening the pub today! I got sidetracked. Please let me know what refreshments you’d care for!
Laura Bloomsbury said:
Good evening Lisa – dare I say would you stand me a drink tonight (do you know this (less used now )British phrase meaning to pay for something as a gift to someone) Thank you for the prompt – I went with the first word association and seem to have regressed!
Welcome, Laura, and how about a Cosmo martini tonight in a frosted glass? Looking forward to seeing your regression 🙂
Hello, lovely Lisa. Linking from hospital, so no alcohol for me! Maybe a proper cup of coffee? The NHS does many things well – but coffee is not one of them!
Sarah, welcome, and so sorry to hear you’re writing from the hospital. I have fixed you a fresh medium roast with just-now ground beans, served to you in a large Winnie The Pooh mug. If you need cream or sugar, I’ve put some on the tray for you.
Hi Lisa and dVerse friends! It’s a grey day in the North of England so I’ll have a cup of strong tea and a biscuit please 🙂
Welcome, Ingrid. Grey days and strong tea go so well together. One cup of hot oolong coming right up.
oops, forgot the biscuit, here you go!
hello dverse poets
heading for a soak in the bath after a long grey melancoly day. with only a single splash of colour. can i please have a long cold glass of blackberry juice waiting for me once i have had a soak. i have a lot of catch up reading to do after missing Thursday open link night. sorry if i do not get to read any elses tonight.
Welcome, Rog. One long cold glass of blackberry juice sits in a holder with ice cubes around it to keep it chilled for when you’ve gotten out of your soak.
Soak had legs not aching quite as much time for that juice and a read
Cheers and happy poetry trails to you.
Cheers bottom up
Hi Lisa, and all. Thank you for the wonderful word, Lisa.
If you’ve made enough coffee that would be lovely, and a biscotti to go with it.
Welcome, Merril! I’ve made a pot of coffee and am pouring you a hot cup and using another of the Winnie The Pooh mugs. A biscotti on a doilied dish on the side 🙂
Thank you! 😀
Hi everyone 🙂 A great word to work with, Lisa. Thanks for hosting. I would love a hot cup of Earl Grey tea.
Welcome, Mish! My pleasure on hosting and thank you on the word choice. One hot cup of Earl Grey tea coming right up.
Thank you! 🙂
Good evening Lisa!
I too found “The old deer stand” comforting. Your prompt directly made me think of a song, so I went with that. I’m heading to bed early tonight so a hot cocoa while reading a few poems before sleep would be nice.
Good evening and welcome, Helene. I’m glad you liked the deer stand poem. One Winnie the Pooh mug of hot cocoa for you. Looking forward to reading your song 🙂
Ron Rowland said:
I combined both your Native American theme and word “stand” into a true-story quadrille.
Welcome, Ron. Your true-story quadrille sounds intriguing. Headed to the poetry trail to read…
A great prompt Lisa! I love the poem about the old man and the tree stand!
Welcome, Dwight 🙂 I’m happy you enjoyed the poem. Can I get you a drink or snack from the cupboard?
I’ll skip the alcohol and have a giant root beer float!
Yummy! That sounds so good I’m making two, one for myself, just like they used to make them at the root beer stand. Tall frosted heavy glass mugs, A&W root beer, and creamy scoops of ice cream with that delicious root beer foam on top.
Oh, now you are killing me!! YUM for sure!
Thank you for hosting Lisa… 👍. I went for a remembered, peaceful walk, in my favorite old growth forest, as I have done so many times — and so wish I was again able to just one mire time.
Rob, welcome! I don’t know if you remember that song, “Playground in My Mind” but as I read your comment that song came to mind. I love what you did with the prompt.
Great word choice. I played around with several stands and ended up fairly prosaic, but it wanted to be too long, so y’all got two quadrilles, which may be a little outside the brief but hey. I’ll have my standing order, and stand everyone a beer to make up for it.
Welcome Alexandra 🙂 Your standing order coming right up, and a round of beer for the house. Cheers!
Hi Li and all! Love the poems you have shared but the first one stands out for me.
It is drizzling right now so would love a shot of espresso. Thank you.
Welcome, Punam 🙂 Happy you like the poems, especially the first one. It’s one whose idea can be carried with every step. One shot of espresso in a clear glass cup on a clear glass, doilied saucer. Cheers!
Absolutely right! Thanks. Mmm…just the way I like it, Li! Cheers. 🙂
Hello all and thanks for the prompt. The first picture really grabbed me as my wife has one leg! Lol. I thought surely this one will be easy but it wasn’t until 4am that I finally was able to let it out.
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Welcome, Eric 🙂 My pleasure on the prompt, and I’m very happy the first picture connected with you. Also am glad you found the word challenging. Would you care for a drink or snack? Will be visiting the poetry trail soon and see what the muse gave you to share.
Thanks for hosting, Li. I had fun with this one. 🙂
Welcome, Kitty, glad you had fun writing to it. Care for a drink or a snack?
Thanks for asking, Li. I’d have a glass of iced lemonade, thank you. 🙂
One tall frosted glass of lemonade with ice coming right up. Cheers!
Thank you, Li. 🙂
You’re welcome 🙂
Jewish Young Professional "JYP" said:
So many possible takes with the word “stand”. Good choice.
Jewish Young Professional, welcome. Glad you like the possibilities of stand 🙂
Frank J. Tassone said:
Good morning, Poets! Thanks, Lisa, for the insightful prompt! I’ll have some Irish coffee this morning. 😉
Welcome, Frank! Am glad you like the prompt. One Irish coffee in a Winnie the Pooh mug — I have one with him holding a shamrock — coming right up. Cheers!
I truly enjoyed reading your prompt!
I am so so late to the party…..apologies. Somehow summer hours and days just disappear on me! 🙂 I did have fun with this prompt though….decided to see how many words I could use within the 44, that included the word “stand” and still come up with a piece that made sense! 🙂
Hey, Lillian, glad you made it. I understand about summertime hours passing so quickly. I’m serving up refreshments of any temperature and snacks from the cupboard if you’d care for any. Will head over now to read your “stand”ing poem 🙂
p.s. Thanks, am glad you enjoyed the prompt post.
Ali Grimshaw said:
I am a day late but I really enjoyed reading this post and the poems you shared. I will ponder this concept. Thank you.
Hi Ali, thank you. I am glad you did and hope you do.
Ali Grimshaw said:
You inspired me. I just linked up my poem. Thanks for getting the pen in my hand.