I wasn’t going to join in on Poetry Friday today, then went to Linda’s roundup, found her post on Adelaide Crapsey and the cinquain form, and decided to put something up after all.
The cinquain is one of the short forms I’ve written in when composing poems in response to the daily photography prompts I’ve been following. Here are five (in honor of the cinquain’s five lines) that I’ve written in the past few months. They’ll take you back to spring and onward. (Title is the photo prompt word or phrase.)
smell of laundry
policeman’s helmet grows
riotously beside the stream
Get involved, Lend a hand
Support, Help out, Volunteer, Care
A helping hand
protect my eyes:
box, tin foil, white paper
pinhole camera in my hand.
this sleek white thoroughfare
is a bug’s sci-fi fantasy
can’t hide your sweet intent
like grey hair, wrinkled face of our
All the above © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Linda at Teacher Dance.