Eros lives among us.
Sweet crushes blush teenage acnied cheeks,
struck by arrows dipped in cotton candy.
Arrow tips plunged in passion fruit
aim at fertile hearts.
Friendships turn to lust.
Ancient arrows, patina dulled
potency still strong,
add zing to elders’ love affairs.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today De is hosting Quadrille Monday and asks us to use the word “zing” in a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title.
Image created on Bing Create. In Greek mythology Eros is the offspring of Aphrodite, and is the god of love, passion, and fertility.
lillian the home poet 
“arrows dipped in cotton candy” love that.
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YES! Love those tasty arrows, Lill!
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Indeed what Melissa says… those cotton candy arrows says it all for the young love.
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I love your take on a Valentine’s quadrille, Lill, especially the internal rhyme of ‘sweet crushes blush’ and the final lines – yes, we all still have that zing!
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You had me at the title! I love the mood and imagery of this quadrille, Lillian 🥰 especially; “Arrow tips plunged in passion fruit.” 🩷🩷
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A piercing and timely poem, Lillian. None may escape, nor want to.
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A piercing and timely poem, Lillian. None may escape, nor want to.
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Yes indeed
much♡love
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Fantastically written, Lillian!
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We never get too old to have a little zing in our lives! A very cute poem Lillian.
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Like others, I like cotton candy arrow, but also, the message, of never too late or too old!
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That zing is so necessary! Love it, Lillian..
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This is my favorite line and I think love transcends age.
Arrow tips plunged in passion fruit
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“Arrow tips plunged in passion fruit”
This had such an erotic feel to it. I do believe love can happen
at any age. Beautiful, delightful poem.
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