A combination of short syllabic poems.
Tag: #cinquain
Culture and acceptance
Because of love, I belonged. Because I loved, I was exiled. Culture Deep traditions Binding, stifling, Rigid Forced to choose duty, not passion. No dreams Never selfish, only selfless Without identity Yet not alone Anchored We cannot choose where we are born And we can belong to more than one place For the human soul…
Cooking and poetry. Kitchen tales.
Cooking can be therapeutic, enjoyable, and inspiring too. A way to balance creativity with conformity, Both discipline, and art. It is through cooking that many can vent, Blow off some steam, Slice with a vengeance and grind with ferocity. It is also in the kitchen that anger can be tempered, The calmness to marinate a…
A lover’s curse. #Cinquain tales
The things that love makes us do, The lengths to which all may go, And the ones not many can comprehend. Dark spells of passion The secrets of longing hearts Fires that burn for one Too many times she has lost For him, whatever it takes! Desire Breeds obsession She calls on heathen gods Heart…
Dangerous love #poetry #haiku #cinquain
in the wilderness, when fear heightens the senses, my gaze halts on you
Celestial Virtues #writephoto (tanka, prose and cinquain)
Twilight’s crescent moon Am I wrong to love you so To share my secrets To trust in your clairvoyance How far will optimism go The moon is a symbol of rebirth, Its cycle is true and does not falter. Am I then right, to whisper earthly dreams beneath its ethereal glow, to place hopes in…
Destiny’s rails. A cinquain and prose collaboration.
Aishwarya and I composed this together. It was a much needed relief to do this with her, especially given the anxiety that was tainting this week for me. The challenge of writing this together has livened my mood and I’m now bolstered to kick this anxiety. Okay, here’s the collaboration. Aishwarya wrote in plain italics…
Artistic Insights #writephoto
Maybe you can show me Maybe then I can know Why my spirit wails Why I feel tired Worn by the trials of this life Why I can’t see the good Without remembering the bad Maybe if you try You can show me who I am Paint me Colour my soul Curve out all emotion…
Sequestered Dreams (A Garland Cinquain)
Colleen’s weekly challenge photo prompt: Ashore Dreams lost at sea Woven within secrets Bound by duty, threaded in fear Marooned Yonder Beyond spiked rocks Across the everglades Hope’s meadow blooms resplendent Waiting Unseen Drenched beneath waves A pebbled myriad – paves the way to lush frondescence Disguised High tide Seeking to drown But spraying pearls…
The Power of Imagination (A Crown Cinquain)
Colleen’s weekly challenge, what do you see photo prompt, Listen Can you hear it An echo from the past Mysteries lost within fossils Untold Observe Use the mind’s eye Release your inner child And see the world that used to be Explore Whisper and be agile- whilst in this great big world For giants reigned,…
