The wind paused without warning.
A glass fell, unshattered.
She glanced,
and room was no longer hers.
Clouds folded into themselves.
Voices stopped mid-sentence.
What was certain dissolved.
A bird flew backward,
nothing broke, yet nothing held.
A quiet turn,
and all was different.
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille #227. Thank you for your kind comments and visits.
You captured the quiet turn so well in this quadrille, Sanaa, especially in the lines:
ReplyDelete‘Clouds folded into themselves.
Voices stopped mid-sentence.
What was certain dissolved.’
Thank you so much, Kim! 🩷🩷
DeleteSanaa, you make me wonder what actual event happened that you recalled in order to write this poem. It's excellent! (p.s. this is Lisa)
ReplyDeleteThanks Lisa! Just a fun write 😉
DeleteI find the notness of the poem disquieting. And awe-inspiring.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Nolcha! 😋
DeleteA very creative write, Sanaa. What an interesting paradigm shift!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dwight! 😊
DeleteLove the pivot to the quiet turn and all was different.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you liked it, Grace! 🩷🩷
Deletea quiet turn indeed.....your writing has mystery in it today!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lillian! Just a fun write 😉
DeleteCreative response to this prompt. Great poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! 🩷🩷
DeleteMost intriguing!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary! 😘
DeleteI love your poetyry Sanaa. It always surprises me ☺️❤️
ReplyDeleteA bird flew backward,
nothing broke, yet nothing held.
Beautiful ❤️
So glad you enjoyed it! 🥰
DeleteThe image of a bird flying backwards is intriguing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Melissa! 🩷🩷
DeleteThis feels like a hush before a storm, Sanaa—so vivid and unsettling. That quiet turn at the end completely reorients everything that came before.
ReplyDeleteMuch love,
David
SkepticsKaddish.com
Thank you so much, David! 😊
Delete"What was certain dissolved.
ReplyDeleteA bird flew backward,
nothing broke, yet nothing held.
A quiet turn,
and all was different. "
I really like this, Sanaa. So different--a surreal feel, sort of unsettling.
Thank you so much, Merril! 💙💙
DeleteYou perfectly exemplify the concept of "the turn" Sanaa...
ReplyDeleteThanks Andrew! 😊
DeleteWell I think the absurd form is always one worth pursuing, and found in theatre and painting - and literature, so I like very much what you have done here.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you enjoyed it, Ain! 😊
DeleteThe surreal may be all we need to reveal reality.
ReplyDeleteDefinitely! Thank you, Ken 😊
DeleteYou caught a moment, the moment, of turn perfectly folded like birds' wings. Did you know hummingbirds are the only bird species able to fly backward?
ReplyDeleteThat's amazing! 😍
DeleteThe ordinary matter of fact way of telling gives the poem a good quiet creepiness. "What was certain dissolved".
ReplyDeleteThanks Avery 🩷🩷
DeleteHi there! I am ready for "take two" ~ wondering what might have caused the quiet. A thought-provoking poem, Sanaa.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Helen 😘
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