Cinquain Train

CDSinex · Sep 10, 2011

(If making the first word possessive is cheating, sorry.)

Beauty's
found in some eyes,
but in yours only rage,
exploding like a summer storm –
then calm.

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 11, 2011

Then calm
the savage beast;
I cannot control him.
Sadly, the bait speaks from the trap.
Haunted.

Ciggie Moondust · Sep 11, 2011

haunted
unhallowed ground
concealed beneath the frost
spectral ceremonies exhume
our breaths

Tedashii · Sep 11, 2011

My ear
Can hear you now
Everything is now clear
I can see for miles and miles and
It's clear!

kdnxdr · Sep 11, 2011

it's clear;
water's deep store
like memories released;
the torrent washes pain away,
I float

Tedashii · Sep 11, 2011

I float
In the sky's cloud
I am a bird flying
My wings are my key to freedom
Unlock....

kdnxdr · Sep 11, 2011

unlock
my mysteries;
solve my life's great questions;
this riddle is for you alone,
my love

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 12, 2011

My love
unheralded,
though the feelings are real,
I must never give voice to the
passion ...

RyanLKing · Sep 12, 2011

Passion..
Why do people
Sometimes lose their passion?
Oh how they wish to rekindle
Their lust.

Tedashii · Sep 12, 2011

Their lust
Mirrors into
Deceitful gluttony.
They already have it, why more?
Hunger....

CDSinex · Sep 12, 2011

Hunger
takes many forms—
Memories of a child
still walking the hills behind my
old house.

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 14, 2011

Old house--
a new rodent
chews the electric wires.
It started in the walls and spread--
panic.

kdnxdr · Sep 14, 2011

panic
freezes our thoughts,
turns us into statues,
begs for release that never comes;
relax

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 15, 2011

Relax,
take a deep breath.
It's not as bad as that.
The fire is in our hearts and minds.
Exhale.

CDSinex · Sep 15, 2011

Exhale;
the wood is in,
jam and pickles are up,
storm windows washed –now ready for
winter.

Blarg · Sep 15, 2011

Winter
dusts the woodchips
the dog buried the bone
under; next spring a tree of bones
blossoms.

CDSinex · Sep 15, 2011

Blossoms,
wilted by frost,
now lying on the ground—
Enough! Time to put the garden
to bed

kdnxdr · Sep 15, 2011

to bed,
pillow to head,
snuggled 'neath the blankets;
discovering each others' love,
we play

L.J. · Sep 15, 2011

we play
while the sun shines,
before the shadows lurk
and edge us toward the slumbering,
dense night

Blarg · Sep 15, 2011

Dense night
congeals; shadows
shake each other awake,
passing the baton of secrets,
running.

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 16, 2011

running
with stick figures,
flying down Heartbreak Hill,
passing the truly lethargic
parked cars.

CDSinex · Sep 16, 2011

Parked cars
by the dozen
wait by the neighbor’s house.
The old man had been sick, I guess
he’s gone.

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 16, 2011

He's gone.
Sparking the rail,
riding clouds of glory,
Skateboarding with a clip-on tie
Far out.

RyanLKing · Sep 16, 2011

Far out.
Like, no way man!
How about a snack, Scoob?
Zoinks! Scooby old buddy, old pal-
Like, help!

B.D. Eyeslie · Sep 18, 2011

Like help,
nonexistent
night watchmen never came,
playing poker in the guard shack
instead.

Cinquain Train

CDSinex

Imagine something clever here.

B.D. Eyeslie

Ciggie Moondust

Sesquipedalianist

Tedashii

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

Tedashii

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

B.D. Eyeslie

RyanLKing

Tedashii

CDSinex

Imagine something clever here.

B.D. Eyeslie

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

B.D. Eyeslie

CDSinex

Imagine something clever here.

Blarg

CDSinex

Imagine something clever here.

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

L.J.

Blarg

B.D. Eyeslie

CDSinex

Imagine something clever here.

B.D. Eyeslie

RyanLKing

B.D. Eyeslie