Five Cinquains

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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

Fresh

Policeman’s helmet (Photo © 2017 by V. Nesdoly)

just washed
smell of laundry
policeman’s helmet grows
riotously beside the stream
fresh pink

Group

Group

McBurney Lane art piece (Photo © 2017 by V. Nesdoly)

Teamwork
Community
Get involved, Lend a hand
Support, Help out, Volunteer, Care
Give back.

A helping hand

HelpingHand

My viewing deck on eclipse morning (Photo © 2017 by V.Nesdoly)

Eclipse—
protect my eyes:
box, tin foil, white paper
pinhole camera in my hand.
Viewed safe.

Fencing

Fencing

Bug on a fence (Photo © 2017 by V. Nesdoly)

After
stone-bottom burrow
this sleek white thoroughfare
is a bug’s sci-fi fantasy
new world!

Silver

Silver

Street vendor sugar bowl (Photo © 2017 by V. Nesdoly)

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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poetryfridayThis post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Linda at Teacher Dance.

 

15 thoughts on “Five Cinquains

  1. 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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  2. 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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  3. 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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  4. 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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  5. 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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