Quick-minded youth leap to decisions,
days assumed to blaze in glory.
Bright eyes focus on the glossy
blind to consequential reality.
Those with blue veined maps on their hands
contemplate the world as a Pensieve.
Luminescent vapors
teem with incandescent memories,
decisions weighed accordingly.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe where today Mish asks us to create a quadrille (poem of exactly 44 words sans title) that includes the word blaze.
Also written for NaPoWriMo Day 29 where the prompt is explained in this way: “If you’ve been paying attention to pop-music news over the past couple of weeks, you may know that Taylor Swift has released a new double album titled “The Tortured Poets Department.” In recognition of this occasion, Merriam-Webster put together a list of ten words from Taylor Swift songs. We hope you don’t find this too torturous yourself, but we’d like to challenge you to select one these words, and write a poem that uses the word as its title.” One of the words in the list is incandescent.
lillian the home poet 
A thought-provoking one, Lill. I think there needs to be a balance between those dreamy ideas and reality. It must be a challenge for youth these days.
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Your quadrille is an interesting prompt combination, Lill, and I like where it took you, especially the lines:
‘Those with blue veined maps on their hands
contemplate the world as a Pensieve.
Luminescent vapors
teem with incandescent memories,
decisions weighed accordingly.’
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I am with Mish here, a balance is needed, but who is ready, willing, and able to give.
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Nice comparison.
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Very nicely done, Lillian. Incandescent and youth seem to go hand in hand!
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Probably need a balance between the two…. but after all it is the young who has to live with the consequences.
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This poem is spot on, Lillian
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What a swirl of gorgeous word choices, Lill. Well done.
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Ah, the enthusiasm of youth .. the wisdom that comes with age! Love this Lillian.
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I’m in between, but I lean towards your end of this equation, Lillian! ❤
~David
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I adore the word choices you made in this poem – they flow so well and are an elegant conduit to your comparison.
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