New Poetry Game-Cinquain Chain- Come on, it's easy and fun!

our skin,
Tainted my love,
Can you see our nothing,
In darkness, We hide in our minds,
To see

To see
With other eyes I
Sometimes try so very hard—
Wondering just how they bad they hurt
Inside…

inside
my soul's abode:
fields of wildflowers, starlight,
even tears stored in jars, off'ring
balance

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Originally Posted by Il Penseroso

Nice poem. Not a cinquain, but nice.

2-4-6-8-2 syllables to each line.

Bedecked
and bedeviled
in the cloth of one's birth,
comfort and pain coupled to brand
our skin.

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haha yeah i know, sorry, I put it in the wrong thread

Balance,
Was it so good,
Did it start from eden?
My life now darkened I caution,
Broken.

Broken
Ballerina
Falsely twirls at angles
Music box cries muffled, sits in
Trash bin

Trash bin
Overflowing, cast-off
Relics of another lifetime—
Now the source of daily living—
Homeless

homeless
within the home,
her soul erects a hearth
offering her sanctuary,
solace.

She knows
of broken hearts
shattered upon stones of life
mended with healing hands
thus is life.

OOps, sorry, didn't go to last page. Allow me to try again?

Solace
held within the heart
crashed upon the shores of life
foaming it imparts
wisdom

Wisdom
walked across sands,
gifts in hand, egos lost.
What a pull that star had on three
magi.

Magi,
Wise men afar
From the miracle came
Seeking a heavenly King come down
To Earth

Earth
Upon which Lucifer preys
mankind falters upon his ways
from the garden to times revealed
Alpha and omega ages
sealed

welcome to the forum ardeano! just to let you know cinquain structure is in this syllable order:
2
4
6
8
2

Sealed in
Air escapes lips
Like firmly shut windows
My grim suffocation, buried
Alive

Alive
without drawn breath
deep words from souls emit
of the heavenly firmament
sunshine