
New to the Q? Here’s what to do:
Pen us a poem of exactly 44 words, including some form of the word water, and post the poem on your own blog with a link back to this post. Link your poem up using the Mr. Linky below. Then make your way around the web to visit the waterways other poets have shared. Remember: the Quadrille is open all week, so be sure to float on back here to read – and write!- some more.

Sitting precariously
On slippery boulders
Smoothly carved by constant moving water
While feeling the humid air
Admiring the mountains
Distanced from her now
Lake Tahoe looms large
Blue waves ever seek the shore
Blue on blue on blue
So delightful.










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