Forth son of forty-four words
Wore a swift tattoo upon his chest
Was a poet of sorts
Quadrilles were his game
They passed thwacking like thunder
passing by swifter than a falcon
Written in an arrow shaped wing
To speed them on their way.
8/3/21 rogleach
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“Thwacking like thunder” great line. I like your flying shape also.
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Quadrilles passed “thwacking like thunder”. An interesting concept.!
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“twacking like thunder” worked beautifully as I heard the arrow. Enjoyed this.
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The poetry arrow moving swiftly and “thwacking like thunder!” Love it!
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Clever! I definitely got the impression of an arrow rushing through the air.
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I like your shape, and I like that arrow-shaped wing. The whole poem is full of movement and power.
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Clever! Quadrilles are a fun game! 🏹
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How absolutely unique your take on the challenge! Love this.
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I love the brief quadrille on the quadrille… indeed an instant poem.
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