BUTTERFLY CINQUAIN
absorb
the memories
of youth and robust health
when life was carefree and not plagued
with strife
a time
filled with laughter and lots of fun
freedom and adventure
before the storm
hit hard
of youth and robust health
when life was carefree and not plagued
with strife
a time
filled with laughter and lots of fun
freedom and adventure
before the storm
hit hard
I love this form. Well done!
ReplyDeleteYou capture the feeling so well Rall 💞
ReplyDeleteThis is a form I don't use enough. Thanks for the reminder of how beautiful it can be. As an older person, I smiled at "before the storm hit hard." And the storm literally just hit us outside my office window. Rain is pelting us, lightening flickers, and thunder roars. The storm drains fill up fast and water races down the streets.
ReplyDeleteI do so wish for the softer gentler life. But then I would never have known any of the wonderful poets and writers I have met here....
ReplyDeleteFantastic butterfly cinquain, Rall! This poem is wonderful. Thanks for participating!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
Wisdom. Xo, selma
ReplyDeleteI love this butterfly cinquain, Rall. I liked your comparison between absorb and repel. 💜
ReplyDeleteAs others have mentioned, I do like your use of the form. It is fitting for “carefree days.”
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