Night Flight

Tell me a story, magical and gentle,
like Shasta daisy petals
dancing in soft winds.
Lullaby me through foamy seas.
Envelop me in undulating waves.
Stir my imagination
beyond daily doldrums.
Guide me into Neverland
on etheral dream wings,
soaring beneath sand encrusted lids.

img_4092Quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words, sans title) written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets where De asks us to use the word “stir” within the body of our poem.
Photo taken on La Jolla, CA coastal walk last week. Pub opens at 3 PM Boston time. Come join us!

30 thoughts on “Night Flight

  1. adda March 9, 2020 / 3:32 pm

    Lovely! ❤

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) March 9, 2020 / 3:34 pm

    I once remember staying in a hotel right by the ocean and the sound of those waves was the best lullaby I ever have heard.

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  3. sarahsouthwest March 9, 2020 / 3:42 pm

    Oh, that took flight a little. And what a lovely swooping photograph.

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  4. Glenn A. Buttkus March 9, 2020 / 3:51 pm

    You had me at /Shasta daisy petals dancing in soft winds/. A lovely dreamscape with wonderful word-smithing.

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  5. msjadeli March 9, 2020 / 4:05 pm

    Relaxing to read and the photo is fabulous!

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  6. Linda Lee Lyberg March 9, 2020 / 4:28 pm

    One of my all time favorite places ro visit. This is lovely and soothing Lillian. And your photo is spectacular.

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  7. Mary (tqhousecat) March 9, 2020 / 4:40 pm

    There is nothing like the lullaby of foamy seas! Beautiful image compliments your words and stirs my longing for my ocean home!

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  8. Jane Dougherty March 9, 2020 / 4:41 pm

    It’s strange how many poems have been about dream worlds. This is a good one 🙂

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  9. Vivian Zems March 9, 2020 / 6:08 pm

    Now, I would take that journey as well…anytime!

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  10. whimsygizmo March 9, 2020 / 7:12 pm

    “Lullaby me”
    Lullaby as verb is fantastic, Lil. And I recognized La Jolla even before I read your caption. Gorgeous photo, and poem.

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  11. jazzytower March 9, 2020 / 7:29 pm

    Sounds like a great walk!! A great photo too! I could feel and hear it in your poem. Nicely done.

    Pat

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  12. jazzytower March 9, 2020 / 7:29 pm

    Sounds like a great walk!! A great photo too! I could feel and hear it in your poem. Nicely done.

    Pat

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  13. Xan March 9, 2020 / 8:19 pm

    I love that you verbed “lullaby”!

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  14. rothpoetry March 9, 2020 / 9:02 pm

    A beautiful beach to walk on and a sweet dream to remember it by!

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  15. areadingwriter March 9, 2020 / 11:09 pm

    ahhh. the lullaby me is so peaceful and dreamy. the entire quadrille is. ❤

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  16. peterfrankiswrites March 10, 2020 / 12:13 am

    Such a nice rhythm to this, entrancing – and a great photo (including those pesky cormorants :-))

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  17. Vandana Sharma March 10, 2020 / 3:35 am

    One in a while it is good to let oneself lose in day dream!!

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  18. Grace March 10, 2020 / 7:53 am

    A magical walk to the dreamland!

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  19. Victoria Stuart March 10, 2020 / 8:13 am

    “Lullaby me” is actually what my grandson requests. This is so beautiful on so many levels.

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  20. pvcann March 10, 2020 / 8:56 am

    Dream wings, yes, I want that.

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  21. revivedwriter March 10, 2020 / 2:02 pm

    I love how you got the flowers and the shoreline in that photo!

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  22. Beverly Crawford March 10, 2020 / 5:30 pm

    Thanks for taking me there! This is beautiful.

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  23. merrildsmith March 14, 2020 / 4:25 pm

    I’m sorry for the late response–it’s been a crazy week. I got such a sense of peace from reading this–and what a beautiful place!

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