Another Cinquain Day

Okay, so call me strange. I love cinquain, but I’m always looking for new and slightly unusual subjects for that form of poetry. Today I was caught up in thoughts about the animal/insect kingdom, and decided to just give vent to some of my personal feelings. No offense intended.


Bad mosquito!
Buzzing around my head.
I raise my hand, and with one slam,
You’re dead!


I detest them!
All wiry arms and legs,
Ugly faces; grating chatter —
They stink!


PARROT_3Bird talk.
That’s what you get
When you own a parrot.
And that’s not all they do for you:
Poop too.



9 thoughts on “Another Cinquain Day

Hey, don't you dare go away without leaving me a note!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s