Cinquain # 13: Good Luck?
Lucky?
I don’t think so.
There’s no such thing as luck.
Our hard work plus God’s blessings bring
Success.
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Check out the details of this month-long challenge at NaPoWriMo.net.
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Poetry
NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 12
Cinquain # 12: Food Fun
Hot dog:
Take one weiner;
Place gently in warm bun;
Top with mustard, onion, relish.
Yum-yum.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 11
Cinquain # 11: How To Love
Loving
Done correctly
Is more a matter of
Faithfulness and honor than of
Feelings.
Done correctly
Is more a matter of
Faithfulness and honor than of
Feelings.
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Still plenty of time to try your hand at a poem a day for the last half of April. Visit NaPoWriMo.net for details.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 10
To take part in this fun challenge, visit NaPoWriMo.net.
I’m doing only cinquain during this year’s National Poetry Writing Month challenge, and since today is National Siblings Day in the U. S., this subject seemed appropriate.
Cinquain # 10: Sisters
Sisters
I have but one,
And always we’ve been close –
As little girls and ladies grown;
We’re blessed.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 9
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Cinquain # 9: Chocolate
(You knew I’d have to do it sometime this month.)
Choc’late
Deserves awards
For all it gives to us.
Comforts souls, soothes taught nerves, aids health.
Sweet treat!
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Prompt Nights 11- Spring
Visit “A Dash of Sunny” for the Prompt Nights challenge details.
WHERE IS SPRING???
My calendar says April,
And Spring is official,
But something is wrong
In my world.
For cold winds are blowing;
It just might start snowing,
If those clouds I see
Come unfurled.
What has happened to seasons?
They have no rhyme or reason;
Now we cannot rely
On the norm.
For in winter, flowers bloom,
And this spring, cold, gray gloom
Has taken the place
Of temps warm.
Everything’s topsy-turvy,
And it causes some worry,
For I just can’t decide
What to wear.
When it’s all said and done,
Normal seasons are gone;
Weather’s gone quite berserk
Everywhere.
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The Secret of the Ribbon Tree
I’ve wondered round this earth for years,
And known my share of joys and tears.
I’ve laughed with love and cried for loss,
And broken dreams like rubbish tossed.
I’ve seen sights soaked in splendid sun
And bathed by moon when day was done.
But ’til today I’d not seen such
A sight that stirred my heart this much:
A giant, handsome, stately tree
Bedecked with ribbons midst the leaves.
Such gorgeous bows of silk, blood-red,
Tied as if on maiden’s head.
I stood and pondered what it meant:
This work of art to nature lent.
Who ties these bows, and why, I asked.
Who set himself this tedious task?
Some lover dreaming of soul-mate,
Who joyous love anticipates?
But there was none who, passing by,
Could tell me who, or how, or why.
And though I stood ’till set of sun
I found no answer; no, not one.
So on I trudged my weary way,
To reach my post by end of day.
But as I went, I sang a song:
Though much in this old world is wrong,
Still someone with a heart of love,
Took time and, with care, beauty wove –
Amidst the branches of old tree –
A gift of ribbons for all to see:
To lift the heart and light’n the load
Of each soul passing along that road.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 7
Cinquain # 7: Am I Here???
“To be,
Or not to be.”
I’ve borrowed this fine quote
‘Cause I have no fresh ideas
Today.
To be
Is to exist.
Then not to be must mean
The opposite: to not exist.
Sounds right.
But if
I don’t exist,
Would someone be aware?
And would anyone care that I’m
Not me???
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 6
Cinquain # 6: Global Warming???
The say
Earth’s growing warm.
But Spring has brought cold winds
And frigid nights. Me thinks someone
Has lied.
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There’s still plenty of time to take part. Visit NaPoWriMo.net.
You can follow the prompts on that site or write something from your own ideas. I’m doing only cinquain this year, and writing on whatever subject suits my fancy each day.
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No Man Is An Island
The poem below has a title borrowed from the English poet John Donne. It was not the title of a separate poem by Donne, but instead was a line included in his “Meditation XVII,” which was from a longer work entitled “Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions.” My poem, I hope, gives a modern view of the basic truth of the “oneness” of our human race to which he referred in his own immortal words.
A siren wails,
And in our modest town,
From one end to the next,
We hear its cry.
And though we try
To keep our focus sharp
Upon the tasks at hand,
We feel the pain.
We know the strain
Of facing hurt and fear,
Of crisis, loss, and tears,
And wonder – who?
Naught we can do,
Except to pray for God,
Who knows the victim’s name,
To give His aid.
And prayer being made,
We focus once again
On our own lives, until
A siren wails.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 5
Ciquain # 5: Language Lesson
‘To love’
Conjugation:
Amo, amas, amat,
Amamus, amatis, amant.
Latin.
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‘To love’
Conjugation:
I love; you love; he loves;
We love; you love (plural); they love.
English.
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There’s still plenty of time to take part. Visit NaPoWriMo.net.
You can follow the prompts on that site or write something from your own ideas. I’m doing only cinquain this year, and writing on whatever subject suits my fancy each day.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 4
Cinquain # 4: When Love Is Lost
I yearn:
For tingling touch,
For nectared kiss from which
I’d draw sweet love. But you are gone.
I yearn.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 3
Cinquain # 3: The Naughty Wishing Well
Old well,
I’ve wished and wished
And fed you bags of coins.
But still no love. Now, I want a
Refund.
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For an explanation of cinquain, visit here.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 2
Cinquain # 2: Lookin’ Good
Day two.
I’m well prepared.
My muse is still quite fresh.
The words flow smoothly; no distress
So far.
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To participate in this writing challenge, visit NaPoWriMo.net.
For an explanation of cinquain, see this post.
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NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 1
Cinquain # 1: Meeting The Challenge
It’s here:
NaPoWriMo.
The challenge now is this:
A brand new poem ev’ry day.
Begin!
This year for NaPoWriMo, I’m creating a new cinquain every day in April (or at least I’m starting out to do that. I may or may not have 30 when we’re done.) If you’d like to challenge yourself to write a new poem every day during National Poetry Writing Month, hop over to the NaPoWriMo site for some interesting information and prompts. You don’t have to follow the prompts, but they’re worth checking out in case they strike your fancy.
I’m doing cinquain because, although I generally prefer poetry forms that require rhyme and specific meter, I do occasionally enjoy writing in some of the forms that are based on syllable count. And of all those forms, my favorite is cinquain. It is also the only totally American poetic form — created by the American poet Adelaide Crapsey. She was inspired by the Japanese forms of haiku and tanka, but cinquain has its own syllabic pattern and its own unique charm. So this time around, rather than follow the NaPoWriMo prompts, I’m going cinquain all the way.
The form requires a 5-line stanza with the syllable count in each line as follows:
Line 1 — 2 syllables
Line 2 — 4 syllables
Line 3 — 6 syllables
Line 4 — 8 syllables
Line 5 — 2 syllables
The basic meter is iambic pentameter. However, there are many variations on the cinquain that Adelaide Crapsey wrote, and as with other poetic forms, each poet adds his or her own personality to the work.
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The Happy Wordcrafter 