Line 1: two syllables
Line 2: four syllables
Line 3: six syllables
Line 4: eight syllables
Line 5: two syllables
To help you further understand, here's Andrew's self-aware cinquain.
Five lines,
Having two, four,
Six, eight, two syllables -
One for each of the lines making
Cinquain.
Get it? It's a cinquain about a cinquain.
The Breakup, P. Reagan
I woke
After she left -
Broken, reeling, hurting.
She left so abruptly, I wept.
I died.
Done, T. Butcher
I've come
To make an end
Of rhyming that is wrong.
Now poets who don't rhyme correctly
Are done.
Tommy seems obsessed with ending his poems.
Song of Nature, J. Davison
Ah yes,
Sweet Euphonies!
The songs of the Bluebirds.
What sweet joy and Bliss fills my ears.
Nature.
When I read this in class, I said "Nature," like Will Ferrell as Bob Goulet in that SNL sketch.
Mourning Song, J. Davison
Oy vey!
My alarm clock!
Cruel enemy of sleep -
I should throw it out the window...
'Tis done.
(Untitled), S. Witt
Before
I go on to
Die, I want to live now
For God; to love Him everyday,
He's mine.
Butterflies, V. Harper-Chambers
They fly
In my tummy
They are there all day and
Night; All fluttering around butt-
-erflies.
I need to learn not to check these updates during class. Having a hard time not cracking up!
ReplyDeleteTommy, Tommy, Tommy. Going to the well one to many times. You made a moment of genius into mere trivality.
Your brother.