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

Salt sea
The ocean roars
The sea is furious
Waves crash in every direction
Drowning

Drowning
The tender reeds
In a river of shame
My get-away basket is torn
I tread

I tread
with empty feet,
empty heart, empty mind.
A deserted house, forgotten,
vacant

I tread
toward the light
you can tell where I have been
the pieces of dream fall from me
like snow

missed that one. I'll follow Bii's to keep myself honest



vacant
but that makes room
to dance, to whisper words
that may change everything: Listen
lovers

lovers
wanting inside
becoming each other
looking for a room in moonland
dreaming

dreaming
Morpheus' realm
where all is still weaving
growing crops of nightmares on stems
by tens

by tens
you quickly count
the ones who have lost love
but then categories begin
start here

start here:
a glazed crevice
expanding childlike,
breaking the dismal shell of gloom:
smile

I have lived in places where smile is 2 syllables, so I'm cool with that


smile,
heart is aching...
oh charlie, so like you
I laugh at the surrealism
of life

of life
no turning back
do not lust for the past
only pet it and let it go
to seed

to seed
the blossom goes
another year passes
till time again resumes the bloom
to rest

to rest
from folded dreams
that brush and shrink on walls,
roots enclosed in ceramic stalls
released.

released:
the cormorant,
beauty specks horizon
on heaven's entrance and snoozing
angels

angels
in your cages
of worship without sin
come run with me through the redwoods
naked