After the Storm

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.



I feel
grateful when I
find the bird nest hidden
beneath a clump of twigs to be


the storm, I see
the nest lying under
debris and think where will Mom lay
her eggs?

Interior Design

weaves her nest with
neutrals before adding
fuchsia and translucent strands for


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

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