It’s Quadrille Monday again at the dVerse Poets Pub; time to create a 44-word poem.
This week, we’re asked to create a poem using the word “Blaze” or some derivative thereof.
Thanks to Michelle (aka Mish) for hosting and getting us started.
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Zero Degrees
all his recollected
Special Needs Students
fire like st jude
at their temples
creep up in the dark
show him their notebooks
walk away smugly to
set the world ablaze
proud to have mastered
finally the alphabet
the counting beyond ten
their own addresses
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dVerse Poets Pub
Quadrille Monday #200
~ Blaze ~
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Scrambled, Not Fried 
Nice one Ron.
Bravo! Poignantly captured and well executed. You have my admiration for this quadrille, Ron.
What a tender poem….
Every time a passion for learning is set ablaze in a young heart that is something worth celebration.
It sounds like a bunch of students ready to face the world.
I remember working with Special Needs Students, Ron, and the smiles at every achievement. Priceless.
Ya gone and done it again, Ron.. Sure has been swell reading your poems every day. Thanks for posting and for leaving me such encouraging comments. Been a tricky month… You made all the difference.
I can see those smug looks! Nicely done.
Kudos! Bravo! Hurray! Cheers! I thank you for this quadrille on behalf of Carl .. my special needs son.