Hot out here, #quadrille.

Come Bloom With Me!!!

‘ot out here.
#quadrille.

Cider maker passes away,
Apple rapture, in summer’s heat.

“Blooming hell, its ‘ot out here!”

Derelict orchard, bramble invested,
Once cared for and loved.

“Blooming hell, its ‘ot out here!”

Apple tree blossoms swirl,
Non pollinated and sterile.

“Blooming hell, its ‘ot out here!”

© 04/05/2026 rog leach

here we are again at the blooming brill quadrille evening. thanks @#dversepoetrypub for inventing such a fun form.

Pick this #quadrille

Quadrille #245 – Writing Down the Bones

Pick this!
#quadrille, #anti-war,

I have a bone to pick,
One huge bone,
To pick with all you,
F£$*&^g war-mongers!


Killing innocence,
Lining you pockets with,
BLOOD MONEY!
Murdering,
Not in my name.



Love and peace accepted,
To be spread around thickly, 
Harmony, goodwill and  friendships,
PICK THIS!

© rog leach 06/04/2026.

#quadrille time again @ #dversepoetrypub. tonight’s word bone went straight to how I am feeling today.

the Banksy Tank painted in the Leake street Tunnels under waterloo — no more war. a Banksy painting.

silent heart

Shhhhhhh…….Quiet, Please!

Silent heart.
#quadrille, #dversepoetspub.

Worn out and tattered,
Emptied and used,
Abused.

Dilapidation set in long ago,
Threadbare and scuffed,
Molested.

Quietly hoping and praying,
Silent heart still beats,
Battered.

Silence it’s shield,
Protection from over loving,
Surviving.

Worn out and tattered,
Emptied and used,
Abused silent heart.

© 23/03/2026 rog leach

Thanks Lillian for such a provocative word for toady Quadrille for tonight’s season at the @#dversepoetspub.

Awesome Arsonists.

Poetics Tuesday: Beginnings are Endings

good evening world. Tonight Punam has asked us @#dversepoetspub to pick an opening line from a list of poems to use as a closing line.

A.A. Awesome arsonists.
#dversepoetspub


Outrageously Depraved individuals,
Only beyond this point,
Burn baby, burn,
Barbeque politicians’ assets.

Why?
politicians are Wicked,
Wicked fire starters,
Burning the poor to feed,
their own egotistical needs.

A.A. Awesome arsonists awake,
Come fry its Friday,
Do you have a light boy,
Goodbye dear friends,
It was a pleasure to burn.



Last line was the opening line to Ray Bradbury Fahrenheit 451.
A book which is still on, my to read list.
Two songs also came to mind while writing this.
The crazy world of Arthur brown’s Fire.
Firestarter by the Prodigy.
The book Firestarter by Stephen King is well worth a read.
 
24/02/2026 rog leach

lonely hunger.

Q242 Hunger Makes the Best of Poetry

A Lonely hunger.
#quadrille, #dversepoetspub

I hunger for sunsets,
Beach sunsets fire lit.

The gnawing emptiness,
Of beach sunrise alone and cold,
Grey and hollowed out.

Good companionship missing,
As sunsets again,
Over the remains of my heart.

I hunger to walk hand in hand,
Into the setting sun.

© 23/02/2026  rog leach

welcome to my favourite prompt at the #dversepoetrypub quadrille night. what do we hunger for tonight. What a great chose of word for this evening.