Saturday, April 1, 2017

National Poetry Writing Month

The day is almost over, but there's still time to post a poem. I would hate to miss Day One of National Poetry Writing Month, after all. Today, I decided to experiment with the Cinquain form of poetry. These two poems can be read separately, or together.

Seasons Change


Cold wind
Sweeping away
Last season’s memories
Scattered but never forgotten
Sadness

Warm breeze
Blows through the trees
Ripples grass, rustles leaves
Awakening the world with fresh
Promise


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