I don’t claim to be a poet, but I
try my hand occasionally, especially when I can’t stop thinking about something like what
I found on my patio after a storm this week. I’ve spent
way too much time trying to write Cinquains today, but I’m telling myself it’s good for my brain. I thought I’d
share a few.
The Cinquain form was invented by the American poet, Adelaide Crapsy. Composed of five lines, constructed of 2, 4, 6, 8, 2 syllables, it makes a brief statement or captures an image.
Disaster Averted
To think the broom would have destroyed a home, had I not noticed in time the twigs were a nest.
Gratitude
I feel grateful when I find the bird nest hidden beneath a clump of twigs to be empty.
Concerned After the storm, I see the nest lyingunder debris and think where will Mom lay her eggs?
Interior Design Mama weaves her nest with neutrals before adding fuchsia and translucent strands for accents.
Celebration I bet she trilled with joy and danced a jig after
swirling the bright tendrils inside her nest.
… Your dwelling place is secure, your nest is set in a rock; Numbers 24:21
