Erasable Embrace-Quadrille #121

Amid puddles of memory,
depth and filth unknown,
there’s one erasable embrace of you,
without ripple,
so simple,
solid,
and pure.

Satiated by baguette limbs,
warm with smell of home,
just one erasable embrace from you,
and I’m family,
so hearty,
full,
the cure.


This poem is written for D’Verse Quadrille (44 line poem) challenge #121, with the prompt: embrace. Find out more about how to participate here.

32 comments

  1. I love this. Wow! It’s so visceral to me, and I have to say, the first stanza is my favorite. It’s all in the first three lines:

    “Amid puddles of memory,
    depth and filth unknown,
    there’s one erasable embrace of you”

    It’s such a strong image and verse, it can easily stand alone and say it all. I love how you entwined embrace in this poem; I feel it gives off an unforgettable moment or memory, but then it builds into more memories as one delves in. It’s just so beautiful.

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