#NaPoWriMo Day 3. A cinquain.

Backyard Conversations

Neighbors
flit in sunlight
and converse in their trees,
telling their tales and sharing songs
of spring.

#poetry #cinquain #poetrysky

deeply rooted_
echo tales to the world_
formed by values and days gone by_
be brave
#cinquain #poetry
(📷 artist unknown)

Corvids_
stealthy, sneaky_
eyeing, nodding, solving_
intelligent, provocative_
insightful
#Cinquain #Poetry
#Corvids
Image: "The Collector" from Paula's Imaginarium

‘Prismatic Points'

Heather,
Tapered, vibrant,
Stretching toward the sun,
Emerald stems tipped with fire,
Glowing.

Our garden's latest Calluna vulgaris.

Sparty 🙏🏼💚🧡

#EastCoastKin #ECK #Photography #ColorADay #OrangeSun #StunDay #Nature #Art #ArtYear #PhotographersofBluesky #ImageandVerse #Cinquain

This macro photograph showcases the intricate, scale-like foliage of a vibrant heather plant, a cultivar of Calluna vulgaris. The image is a study in shallow depth of field, with the central stalks rendered in tactile detail while the background dissolves into a soft, impressionistic blur. Each tiny, upward-reaching branch is densely packed with minute, overlapping leaves that exhibit a beautiful colour transition. At the base, the foliage is a deep, rich forest green, shifting dramatically toward the tips into a luminous lime green and finally culminating in fiery shades of peach, coral, and sunset orange. The morning's light is soft and directional, coming from the upper left, causing the translucent orange tips to glow as if lit from within. This backlighting emphasises the rhythmic, mathematical precision of the leaf arrangement. Each stem reaches toward the sky with a textured, needle-like quality that is crisp against the hazy backdrop. The contrast between the needle-sharp orange points and the ethereal surroundings creates a profound sense of intimacy, drawing the eye to the secret, miniature architecture of the plant. In the blurred background, soft "bokeh" circles of light dance across a muted palette - a horizontal band of out-of-focus chartreuse from a sunlit lawn disappearing into the distance, while darker, vertical shapes above it hint at a dividing garden fence. The composition celebrates the vivid transitions of nature, focusing purely on the plant's structural beauty and vibrant pigments. The overall atmosphere is one of quiet, serene beauty, highlighting how the plant's tips capture and hold the morning light, creating a sunset-like gradient across the tiny, scale-covered branches. This detailed perspective captures the silent, sculptural elegance of the plant’s growth, highlighting the sheer variety of hues that can exist on a single stem. The interplay of shadow and light defines every individual leaf, revealing a hidden, complex geometry.

'Prismatic Points'

Heather,
Tapered, vibrant,
Stretching toward the sun,
Emerald stems tipped with fire,
Glowing.

Our garden's latest Calluna vulgaris.

Sparty 🙏🏼💚🧡

#EastCoastKin #ECK #Photography #ColorADay #OrangeSun #StunDay #Nature #Art #ArtYear #PhotographersofBluesky #ImageandVerse #Cinquain

Brick Walls, Redux By Richard H. Fay Words said Fail to convey Meaningful messages; Communications thwarted by Brick walls.

Wrote a new cinquain, "Brick Walls, Redux".
It's related to my previous cinquain "Brick Walls", but deals with the idea in a slightly different manner. This one is about those who refuse to listen.
#poem #poetry #cinquain #brickwalls
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William S

If you
Long for death? Get
Less hypervigilant
Lazy. Let enemies chase you
To hell

#cinquain
#poem

#cinquain

Today
I had to scream
at the top of my lungs
just so I could hear myself in
the noise.

#cinquain #poetry #5lines

scanning
and editing
his faded photographs:
resurrecting him pixel by
pixel

#cinquain #peotry

What Stirs There by Richard H. Fay Black muck deep in the swamp heaves 'neath a Full Worm Moon, birthing many squirming, squelching fell things. (Originally published in The Monsters Next Door, Issue 3, July 2008.)

Horror cinquain "What Stirs There", originally published Jul 2008 in Issue 3 of The Monsters Next Door and also published Aug 2023 in Cosmic Journeys and Gothic Visions.
Background illlus. "Things in the Swamp" originally published in the 2008 issue of Champagne Shivers.
#poem #poetry #cinquain

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In which we love
Holly K. Archer

Contains adult and sensitive themes #nipple #poem #cinquain #intimacy #erotica

Complete the Haiga 139
#cinquain by Dylan Delgado
Art by Josiah (@completethehaiga.bsky.social)

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#PoemsAbout #UnderTheSkin #Cinquain
I wish all of you wonderful poets a fabulous weekend! Can't wait to read your work!

#cinquain

Complete the haiga 137
#cinquain by Dylan Delgado
Art by @completethehaiga.bsky.social

The Swale at Oak Knoll School

The swale
of rocks and grass
is nestled by the gym
where rain spills off the roof until
it drains.

#poetry #cinquain #mpcsd

Redwing,
a winter thrush,
arrives in small groups, feeds
sociably, blood-red streaks
under
its wings.
#cinquain

Bellis,
those white daisies
sprinkled across the grass,
may also flourish at its dry
edges.
#cinquain

Wicked?
It’s just nature—
these pomegranate lips
no longer seek the permission
of gods.

#cinquain #poetry #poem

Yellow Eyes By Richard H. Fay Fey sparks flash in darkness, marking a savage soul, a hungry spectre feral and feline. (Originally published in Every Day Poets, June 26, 2009.)

Cinquain "Yellow Eyes" originally published June 26, 2009, in EVERY DAY POETS.

Background digital manipulation of image by Belinda Cave obtained from Pixabay. Free for use under the Pixabay Content License.

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@corutaniconnolly.bsky.social

#poem #poetry #cinquain

Snow stops
and birds come out.
I pour seeds out for them.
I can't save the world, but I can
feed birds.

#poem #cinquain

A leaf,
crumpled, brownish,
skitters across my path.
A downed bat or a fledgling wren?
A leaf.
#cinquain

Polyphemus's Lament By Richard H. Fay Blinded, wooly flock gone, and humans for my larder fled. A god's son disgraced by a sly no one.

Here's a cinquain from my speculative poetry collection COSMIC JOURNEYS AND GOTHIC VISIONS that began life as a mythic haiku that appeared on my now-long-defunct web site. I rewrote it as a cinquain — "Polyphemus' Lament".
Poor Polyphemus!
#poem #poetry #cinquain #polyphemus #myth

CINQUAIN
Wanting
to be the ham
and cheese in your croissant,
warm and melting in the bread of
your arms

#micropoetry #poetry #cinquain #inkmine #skypoets
#blueskypoets #poetrycommunity #poem #love
(Cinquains are five lines of 2-4-6-8-2 syllables)

climbing
back into skin
that once had dreams of love
feels like exploring a dead mall
alone

#cinquain #poetry

Two pied
wagtails, their name
in Turkish 'Prophet Bird',
because of the way they
flick their
long tails.
#cinquain

Signs Before the Fall by Richard H. Fay Augur Tosses old bones To read battle-omens And proclaims a heart-rending doom... Defeat!

Cinquain exclusive to my poetry collection Cosmic Journeys and Gothic Visions, meaning it hadn't been previously published in a zine or anthology — "Signs Before the Fall".
Background digital manipulation of image by Lukáš Jančička from Pixabay. Free for use.
#poem #poetry #cinquain #augur #augury

A brownish dragon soars on outstretched wings. Ravaging Dragoness By Richard H. Fay Roaring hell beast attacks helpless human village. Desperate mom must feed hungry hatchlings.

Ravaging Dragoness

By Richard H. Fay

Roaring
hell beast attacks
helpless human village.
Desperate mom must feed hungry
hatchlings.

#poem #poetry #cinquain #speculativepoem #speculativepoetry #fantasy #fantasypoem #fantasypoetry #dragon #dragonpoem #dragonpoetry

Necrotic Works by Richard H. Fay Dead words penned by numb hands fall on lifeless pages like decayed flesh sloughs off a corpse - my muse. (Originally published in Cosmic Journeys and Gothic Visions: A Speculative Poetry Collection by Richard H. Fay, August 2023.)

My dark cinquain "Necrotic Works".

I wrote this at a time when I felt down and out regarding my life as a poet and thought my body of poetic works was nothing but a rotting corpse.

Illustration by yours truly.

#poem #poetry #cinquain