You came with brightness
a sunrise to my night
in your laughter lightness
a smile that made it right
You made me summer
thawing to my frozen mind
in your kisses slumber
caresses turned me kind
believing in forever
until we turned to never.

Edvard Munch
Today Lilian hosts dVerse Quadrille and the word is Sunrise. Just add the rest of the words into a 44 word poem.
June 2. 2025
A delightful love quadrille, Björn, and I love the phrase ‘a sunrise to my night’.
something simple and rhyming made sense to me today
TRULY LOVE those first two lines!!!
thanks, I like sunrise as a metaphor
What a delight, Björn!
Thank you
My pleasure.
It’s amazing and wonderful how love can make the world seem brighter. I like that Munch.
It is… and maybe this is the light that we need.
Yes, I think it is.
your last line gave m e shivers.
Sometimes we’re doomed.
A wonderful love poem Bjorn.
Opposites attract,,,but what luck it is to find someone who complements, soothes, brings out the vest in one, makes them a better person, or brings them out of their cave…rare people have that gift,
That last line was a surprise – excellent!
I knew through every line the turn was coming. I know your writing well, and there cannot be a happy ending. 🙂
I love the flow and rhymes in this piece. Great poem Bjorn.
Sorry it didn’t last…days end with sunset.
… never more. sigh. ❤
I fell into the seductive words then came the heartache at the end. You do like to add a plot twist in your poetry and you do it well.
Your twist caught me off guard! Sometimes though, the love story doesn’t end in happily ever after, of course!
Very, very good!
A by touching poem
summer thawing…. ahhh nice writing here
oh why “never”..it was going so good
Yep, that lasst word ‘never’ hit home hard, like the rebuff between the lovers in the Munch print you included so tellingly… What a cunning quadrille, so clever.
Wonderful quadrille, Bjorn!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
I read all of the quadrilles from last to first … so glad you were last …. I enjoyed it best.
love the first two lines, and the painting!
It was going so well, and then they weren’t, that snuck on me.
Björn, “a sunrise to my night” feels especially tender to me. The quiet turn at the end leaves a soft ache.
~David