Can words be corralled?
Timeframes be contained?
Do memories fade away
Like morning dew?
Even dewdrops silently rise
And fill the skies
«Whispering» later as rain
So the Spirit goes where it will—
Leaving its mark
Patiently waiting
Till we surrender
In its presence
Monday Quadrille (Exclusive to dverse, and my personal favorite). A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title, using any form of a prompt word decided by the host. Today’s word is ‘spirit’.
mehflowers 
The way this is presented makes me super happy:
“«Whispering»”
LOVE.
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Thanks. I’m glad I made someone happy today!
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Nicely done Mary!
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Ah yes The Spirit has the last word.
Nice take on the prompt
Happy Monday
Much👼🏽love
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I like your “logic” here, Mary.
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The spirit will go where it wants if we only let it!
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The spirit always knows.
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I like the whispering later as rain.
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Loving mention of the dew drops, even they rise up and become the rain. Beautifully writ.
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