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.)
Fresh
just washed
smell of laundry
policeman’s helmet grows
riotously beside the stream
fresh pink
Group
Teamwork
Community
Get involved, Lend a hand
Support, Help out, Volunteer, Care
Give back.
A helping hand
Eclipse—
protect my eyes:
box, tin foil, white paper
pinhole camera in my hand.
Viewed safe.
Fencing
After
stone-bottom burrow
this sleek white thoroughfare
is a bug’s sci-fi fantasy
new world!
Silver
Silver
imperfections
can’t hide your sweet intent
like grey hair, wrinkled face of our
Granny
All the above © 2017 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)
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This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Linda at Teacher Dance.
Violet Nesdoly 
I love every single one of these.
Adelaide Crapsey’s work is so brief and clever, I love cinquains but they’re NOT my strength. You do these really well — I especially love Granny and the bug and the policeman’s helmet — I’d never even heard of those! Thank you so much for sharing when you hadn’t intended to!
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Thank you, Tanita! Much appreciated.
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I’m so happy that you shared, Violet. It takes some imagination to connect in ways that make us readers think “yes”, that’s exactly the way it is! Like the commenter above, I too love that “bug’s sci-fi fantasy” and the silver bowl’s connection to “granny”. You’ve shown us how cinquains give a ‘second’ look at what is right before us.
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Well, thanks for the inspiration with your cinquain, and for hosting today, Linda! You’re such an encourager!
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I’m so glad you participated today! I especially enjoyed your final two cinquains. The bug one made me laugh (as I could just imagine him cruising along), and the sweet comparison of the silver sugar bowl and Granny’s face was lovely.
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Thank you! That bug poem was a serendipity of sorts. When I photographed the fence, I noticed the black speck and hoped it would be a fly I could enlarge. Turns out he’s not a fly at all, but a netherworld many-legged critter that lent himself perfectly to putting in different environments.
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My favorite is “Group.” That is a fantastic piece of artwork, and your words captured its main ideas perfectly.
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Thank you, Mary Lee! Yes, I love that art piece too, especially that it’s reversible.
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I’m glad you shared! These are all lovely, but that last one just seeps (or is it steeps) right into my morning.
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The policeman’s helmet flower is new to me! The sci-fi bug made me laugh (and wonder what it is!). But mostly I covet the sugar bowl. In my dream world all of the the PF friends are gathered together to share tea and poetry. I had forgotten my summer of cinquains until you and Linda reminded me. Maybe I should take them up again.
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Those are beautiful. I do especially love the wrinkled Granny faced sugar bowl. Reminded me of Beauty and the Beast and Mrs. Pots.
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Sugar Bowl Granny is just perfect! But they were all sweet!
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Thanks, Donna!
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Great collection here Violet! The community post stands out to me as I’m having to get involved presently in my own community. But ah the “Silver
imperfections”
what a metaphorical delight, thanks!
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Ah, thanks, Michelle! Yes, I love that community art piece too. All the best as you get involved with your place.
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