Chilling Sparks

Strumming sweet fingers
against guitar’s strings
create tuneful soothing notes.

Whispering wistful wind
against swaying grasses
dances with nature’s changing clothes.

Peeping sun rays
against clear window pane
paint stunning morning arc.

Your warm touch
against my waiting thrilled skin
forms chilling body sparks.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Unsplash

In response to dVerse‘s Quadrille #119 by whimsygizmo who wrote about Origami Dragon Plays Ro Sham Bo.

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59 thoughts on “Chilling Sparks”

  1. Whistles!!❤️ Oh this is absolutely stunning a write, Rosemarie 😀 especially love “Your warm touch against my waiting thrilled skin forms chilling body sparks.” Beautifully executed ❤️

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  2. Very neat way of using “chilling” . Usually as something creepy or horrifying, but in your poem “chilling body sparks” seems to be a good thing like, amazing chemistry.

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  3. Strings of vocal
    chords extend
    guitars of Love..
    Guitar men
    and women..
    etc.. and
    drums
    of heARt
    beat sAMe..
    DaNCinG toGeTheR
    Moonlit Fires now within
    comes.. more in sensing
    feeling all as music plays
    A Song of BriLLiAnt liGht..:)

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