asleep–
shadowed, murmured by songs
that imitate the deep
voices owned by seasons–
transitioning, replete
asleep–
lingering into dawn
as passages repeat
and echoing, are drawn
into themselves, complete
asleep–
between inside upon–
all spaces merge and meet,
all measurements are wrong–
amorphous, bittersweet
A quadrille with the word season for dVerse in the Bob and Wheel form for Muri’s April Scavenger Hunt and NaPoWriMo Day 4.
K. 
Such vibrant colors! A living foundation for the rest. I very much like the 3D quality to the image. What looks like an eye also looks like an amoeba to me, which serves as the manifestation of the amalgamation in the 3rd stanza. I enjoy your mystical synthesis.
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Thanks Jade. It does feel amoeba-like to me, all of it.
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You’re welcome.
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favorite line:
“all spaces merge and meet.”
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Thanks Tzvi.
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Love the image and enjoyed reading your poem.
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Thanks Syl.
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And just like that you make poetry that is stunning and art that jolts me into another level of consciousness!
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Thanks Muri! I struggled with this, so I’m glad you like it. I think it could still use some revision…
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Really great verse Kerfe, and a brilliant image!
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Thanks Rob.
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The first stanza is my favorite; excellent use of 44 words–you made it feel longer. In a way, seasons are refrains, like an infinite chorus.
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They are Glenn, thanks.
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The photo and words complement each other. The sleeping cycle captures the dormant stage, until the awakening in the third verse.
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Thanks Grace.
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I enjoyed the dreamy transition of the season. In sleep all space does merge. The second piece of art is a beautiful mixture of cosmic color.
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Thanks! Dreaming is just the feeling I was looking for.
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I love those rhymes. They give the wheel a great movement.
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Thanks Jane. I don’t think I’ve used this form before, but I like it.
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I love the echo and repeat in these lines, Kerfe: it makes the poem really resonate.
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I agree with, Li…fabulous colours and it does look like an eye or amoeba.
You made great use of the form and the repetition is like the cycles of season.
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Thanks Punam. I do like repetition in poems, maybe because of my attraction to circles.
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Beautiful–I love the repetition and echoing–such a dreamy feeling.
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Thanks Merril. Dreamy is what I was aiming for.
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“All spaces merge and meet”
An interesting line resonating both in your poem and your image.
Thanks for dropping by my blog Kerfe
Much💜love
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Thanks Gillena. Your visits are always welcome.
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Very dreamlike, and the form seems to give it that complete yet revolving sort of feeling one gets from a mandala. It’s deceptively smooth–if you read too fast, you miss how sharp it actually is.
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Thanks! I struggled to get a good rhythm with it, so that’s good to hear.
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This has the makings of a lullaby.
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Thanks Ken. I like that it feels that way to you.
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Poetry and art pack a beautifully powerful punch! Thanks for leaving me a comment.
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Thanks Helen. I always enjoy reading your poems!
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All this, and I do love the homage to sleep… so much I crave those hours in bed.
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Me too Bjorn. Thanks.
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I once read a book by Ellen Gilchrist called, In The Land of Dreamy Dreams. This reminded me of it, and the images are placed me inside them.
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I love that title. I’ll have to see if they have it at the library. Thanks!
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It’s old, but they might. She is one of my favorite authors.
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