Category: Cinquain
Stepping Stones to Heaven — cinquain
Heaven
Is a little
Closer in the mountains.
My heart’s at rest there, and I can
See God.
Patterns of Life — Cinquain
Patterns
Make life seem right.
The varied parts should fit
And compliment each other to
Bring peace.
Summer’s Coming! — Cinquain
Alas,
It’s almost June.
And that means summer’s here.
Can’t stand the bugs and heat, so let’s
Skip it.
But wait,
I’ve had a thought:
If I delete three months,
It could throw off the universe.
Oh, gee!
All right.
I will admit
I should not mess with time.
So I guess I’ll just grit my teeth
And sweat!
Frustration Makes Me Tired — Cinquain
I am
So frustrated!
Normal things take longer.
Technology does not work right.
Bummer!
I tend
To think the cause
Is lock-down atrophy.
I find I yearn for simpler times
Long gone.
“Brace up,”
I tell myself.
And sometimes I obey.
But sometimes I, instead, just take
A nap.
Sea & Sand in Acrylics — plus Cinquain
INVITATION
The sea
Beguiles me so.
It’s hue, its scent, its song.
Its movements that caress my soul.
I go.
Mushroom Cinquain
Mushrooms:
They are a treat
In almost any dish.
But I don’t know how to hunt them
Safely.
😦
Rain Poems
It’s been raining here for two whole days, so I thought it was only fitting that I write about rain. Since I’m in a poetic mood, I decided I’d give myself a little workout and do one haiku, one cinquain, and one simple iambic pentameter verse about that subject.
HAIKU
Everything is gray.
Rain hanging like a curtain.
No sun peeping in.
CINQUAIN
Raining!
Again today!
I just have to complain:
All is gray and wet and dreary!
Boring!
IAMBIC PENTAMETER VERSE
Another boring day of endless rain.
We don’t need this much water every day.
Sunshine is now a fading memory.
The birds won’t even come out now to play.
I know some tribes have dances that they do
To bring the rain when grounds are parched and bare.
I wonder if there is another dance
To end the rain and turn the weather fair.
Stepping Through The Door – Cinquain
Portals
Wait before me.
I stand before closed doors
But do not let that hinder me:
“Open!”
Behold,
The doors obeyed.
And now I stand in awe.
I see what possibilities
Await.
So now
I must decide:
Will I cross the threshold?
Will I accept new challenges?
I will!
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Substance — Cinquain
Reaching
Beyond the scope
Of my understanding
To find the substance of my life:
It’s God.
Goodbye Summer – Cinquain
Summer
Has slipped away.
Finally!!! I’m so glad!
October should be Cool! and Crisp!
And Gold!
Confession in Cinquain
Ahhh, gee!
I’ve had no views.
No visitors today.
But I wrote no new verse for them:
My fault.
Wildflower Cinquain
Rebels
In open fields,
Flora without restraint,
Undisciplined beauty we call
Wildflow’rs
photo: Terry Valley, Visions Seen Photography
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Lazy Cinquain
Easy.
Sounds good to me.
I like things effortless.
Avoiding all that causes strain:
Lazy.
The Cinquain Truth About Summer
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Summer:
My nemesis,
My yearly enemy.
In such heat and humidity
I’m steamed!
graphic by A-r-e-s @ pixabay.com
Sweaty Cinquain
Alas!
Summer’s coming.
I can’t escape hot air.
Auto air-conditioner is
Broken.
Futile Fretting
I fret;
I toss and turn;
Second-guess decisions.
Anxious and distressed, I achieve
Nothing.
~~~
A Cinquain Smile
THE EYES HAVE IT
A smile
Upon the lips
Can hide ill feelings well.
But sincere smiles will shine out of
The eyes.
Radiant One – cinquain
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Jesus,
Risen Savior,
Radiant One who yet lives,
Hasten Your return for us who
Love You.
~~~
Hidden Spring
Hidden
By clustered leaves
Left over from last fall,
I found three quiet daffodils:
It’s Spring!
