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

of life
and death we talk
but seldom think that death
is more mysterious than life;
how come?

how come
they drove through the
skies bringing as their gift
the mighty power to destroy?
Come, Peace...

Come, Peace...
sit beside me
havn't seen you around
for centuries; havn't felt you
for long.

for long
you have not stayed,
Peace, to break bread with your
brothers, stay, we are ill, do not
desert.

desert,
site of sighs in
the thousands, desperate
field of Dali's premonitions, lair
of loss

of loss
I speak my mouth
opens and the pictures
creep sorrowfully into the
grim world

grim world
full of miseries
wake up in the morning
toil all day,return home and sleep
no love!

no love
fever falls on
me like night my
soul hovers like a shade that finds
no home

no home
for the stranded
lovers in the heaven
of love; just a nook in the house
to sigh

to sigh,
to call in pain,
the day a redolent
reeling track resonating with
truisms

The cold
is still with me

with me,
the memory
of your timely kiss, passed
down from the matchless gods themselves,
Zeus' page

Zeus' page
threw down a bolt
of thunder in anger,
and now - there is an accident
on earth.

the cold
trundles about
the windowsill asking
to be let in to warm upon
the stove

Compulsion,
Oh compulsion!You make
Me envious,chagrin and harbour innumerable
Feelings.Compulsion,you are malignant indeed,for you
compel me.

compel
me not my own
beloved, quietly
sit and talk of nothing, then, please,
kiss me

To the dear new writers who are joining us, the cinquain is five lines of 2, 4, 6. 8 and 2 syllables. We take the last line of the one before us and begin again. You've written some beautiful poetry; I hope you'll visit and write again.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by qimissung

compel
me not my own
beloved, quietly
sit and talk of nothing, then, please,
kiss me

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kiss me
there is no need
for words of mouth to speak
of love; let our lips meet and
converse!

Quote:

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Originally Posted by mazHur

kiss me
there is no need
for words of mouth to speak
of love; let our lips meet and
converse!

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Converse
with the trees and
realize you are not
alone; good greenness embraces
always

always
look for good things
things that do not betray
things that keep the evil away
always!
-

always
found me never -
love came in stops and starts,
a game for much less tender hearts,
not mine

Not mine,
Not yours,discernibly not,
Behold at this peculiar-looking clock,
I perceive this belongs to the idiosyncratic man
At dock.

At dock?
No, I'm at sea
to see the cinguain chain
break at its most strongest link
My God!

Quote:

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Originally Posted by mazHur

At dock?
No, I'm at sea
to see the cinguain chain
break at its most strongest link
My God!

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My God
Where are you now
Lonely and dying sigh
With my last breath I try to
Forget

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Cellar Door

My God
why have you abandoned
me? Let me die alone here-
Forget

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please read note by a previous poster (Qimissung) here regarding rules governing cinquain writing,,thanks


here it is

''To the dear new writers who are joining us, the cinquain is five lines of 2, 4, 6. 8 and 2 syllables. We take the last line of the one before us and begin again. You've written some beautiful poetry; I hope you'll visit and write again. Qim'':)

Forget,
no memories
relieved of our troubles
we worry no more as before,
live on.

live on
keep your cup filled
with the old amber wine
inebriate, play music ,dance
live on!

live on
through fire and ice
through loneliness and pain
into the white heat of new love
savor

savor,
drink from the cup
of my eyes the wine of
love until inebriation
engulfs

engulfs
me as I try
to breathe, your love gently
clasps my neck, pulls me toward you
exhale

exhale
love through every
pore of your existence
make me whirl with its ecstasy
inhale

Beautiful, mazHur!

Quote:

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Originally Posted by qimissung

Beautiful, mazHur!

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thanks, Qim.:)

inhale
freedom, revere
its' dear perfume; may it
thrive inside you, an intrinsic
blossom

blossom
kisses her cheeks
bowing down with the bough
as she passes under the shrub
in spring

in spring
thinking of fall
and back to spring again
tripping over summer, forget
winter

winter
winds blow, never
mind the cold snow; come sit
with me, let me melt into your
brave fire

brave fire
kindles my heart
like love's lamp burning bright
all peace, warmth and light, no fear of
winters

winters
passing into
the murkiness of time's
advancing dominion over
dew course

dew course
snails snip through it
as they squidge past clover,
twigs, roots, pebbles, jostling for
first place