CINQUAINS
By jottec
My cinquains are easy-to-read poems on various topics, be it an animate or inanimate object, each trying to capture a moment, a feeling or sensation.
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Cinquain #12
Finger of God touched them violet lilies bloom their soft whisper caressing the fountain.
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Cinquain #1
Light spills breaking shadows weaves a patchwork of hues painter’s dreamscape etched into his palette
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Cinquain #10
Pillow my closest mate. I walk around in it, from inside, looking out. I cry alone. The bond that binds us close is when I rest in you, and you in me - our heads on one pillow.
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Cinquain #11
Rejoice at the beauty of snowfall perched on trees dazzling prism of white gems by sun’s light.
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Cinquain #2
Her voice a cruel thrust plunged deep into his mind. Cold shivers made a ladder of his spine.
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Cinquain #3
I learned to watch the sands of shifting friendships sink like tides that ebb and flow with wind pushing.
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Cinquain #4
Scrawny cats gather close. A bevy of them meet on the gravel sand discussing conquests.
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Cinquain #5
Mountains with crests of snow look somber and sleepy as mists of dawn creep slow.
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Cinquain #7
Calm sea curves in white frill, as gentle, lazy waves dash against each other, playing catch me.
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Cinquain #8
Children voices running melodies, like dancing beacons, just before night gives way to day.
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Cinquain #9
Old man fine lines of age threading their way around corners of his eyes, break into a smile
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