Wild the owl that hoots at night,
wild the fawn that gambols from my sight,
wild the wind that blows from other lands,
and wild the waves that lap the sand,
wild the lightning in the sky—
and wild the thunder echoes. . . asking why?
A rhyming quadrille for dVerse, where Kim has asked us to use the word, “wild.”
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
I love the use of repetition and rhyme in your quadrille, Merril. We have owls that hoot and deer that gambol in our garden, and I enjoy good old wild thunder and lightning.
Thank you very much, Kim. Your garden sounds wonderful. I think I used to enjoy thunder and lightning more, but since we’ve had trees down and tornado watches, they seem scarier to me now.
Lovely lyrics, they feel like a song in praise of the wild.
Thank you so much!
Owls and deer, my favourites (some of). I’m surprised you didn’t comment on how our poems could be different stanzas of the same song, same rhythm and rhyme, and we both had wild the wind and the waves. Just sayin.
Hahaha. I almost did write that, but then I didn’t want it to sound like “read mine.” Even though you wrote it, too. 😉 They are very similar–and I really did not read yours first.
You ought to say ‘read mine’ though as Outlook doesn’t always tell me when you’ve posted, and WP never does.
I’m surprised nobody has accused us of collusion 🙂
I guess they know we’re the same person? 🙂
Love these images of nature…and then the sounds….that echo asking why. Lovely.
Thank you so much!
I like the thunder of the echo asking why.
Thank you, Frank!
Wonderful use of Wild, Merril!
Thank you, Dale! 🙂
I love the thunder asking why……..beautiful photo! My sister gets a lot of deer in her yard.
Thank you very much!
The photo was taken at the park that’s in my town. It overlooks the Delaware River, and a Revolutionary War battle took place there. In the past we’ve had deer in our yard and walking down the street, but I haven’t seen them recently.
Such sights and sounds in the wild, succinctly and beautifully told. I adore that final line.
Thank you very much! I appreciate your kind words.
Beautiful Merril.
Thanks so much, Rene!
You’re so welcome, my pleasure!
Good rhymes to prose that made me think. 🙂
Thank you, Frank! 🙂
Oh I love this especially; “and wild the waves that lap the sand/wild the lightning in the sky.” Unforgettable write 💝💝
Thank you so much! ❤
your details scream of wild and wildness, Merril. beautiful.
Thank you so much!
We have deer in our preserve, but I seldom see them – just the results of their nibbling the hibiscus sometimes. I delight in owl hoots because they remind me of childhood.
Like Victoria, I agree: your quadrille seems “like a song in praise of the wild.”
Thank you very much, Marian! 🙂
The repetition of wild is very effective, Merril.
Thank you very much, Ken.
So lyrical and beautiful Merril.
Thank you very much, Linda.
You’re welcome!
I love the rhymes and repetition here… and especially that ending… why indeed.
Thanks so much, Björn.
You and Jane could do a duet 😉 Love the rhythm and rhyme!
Thank you, Marie. It’s so funny how we often come up with similar poems. 🙂
I feel as though I’ve traveled through all of the seasons…beautiful, Merril!
Thank you so much, Jill!
Very good 44. I hadn’t thought of lightning as wild but it most certainly is.
Thank you very much!
I like the poem a lot, in general, and I am intrigued with this quadrille style.
Thank you, Merril!
Thank you very much, Resa! The quadrille (besides being a dance) is dVerse’s name for a poem of 44 words. It can be any style. The way I wrote mine for this prompt with the repetition and rhyme was just me. 🙂
Ahh, good job! 44 words and in a rhyme scheme.
Thank you!
I not only like the rhyme, but the repetition. I miss this kind of poetry. We need more of it.
Thank you so much, Luanne! ❤
I LOVE this. So many images and so much meaning in so few words…
Thank you very much, Will!