Cinquain Train

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 13, 2014

Instead
of plain coffee,
have a brunette latte,
but don't let the hairs get caught in
your teeth.

bethbethbeth · Jan 13, 2014

Your teeth,
like those old cliffs,
bared to the Junkers' howl,
defiant now still, cleaving sky
from sea.

William E. Harlan · Jan 14, 2014

From C,
Bring it up sharp.
Don't wait for it, hit it.
Now back it off into rhythm.
On one.

onestepp · Feb 5, 2014

On one
leaned, pushed, jumped, bounced
quickly, artistically
to faithfully wash it away
one day

kdnxdr · Feb 5, 2014

one day
the present one
the one I dreamt about
became everything I asked for
with you

William E. Harlan · Feb 6, 2014

With you.
Lost and worried.
Holding on to your hand.
Through this tunnel of misery.
Searching.

Charging Boar · Feb 6, 2014

Searching
For the right one
To take the hit for us
And open long closed wounds born of
Honor

William E. Harlan · Feb 6, 2014

Honor.
You carry it,
Like a sack of onions,
And respect each other's effort.
Good work.

bethbethbeth · Feb 8, 2014

Good work
Is like the man,
Elusive. Our idle
Hands stretch these pounds of flesh for you,
Darling.

Charging Boar · Feb 8, 2014

Darling
You don't love me
Yet you take mine for free
And I can't help myself but to
Love you

Debio · Feb 8, 2014

Love you
Such a short note
Taped to the coffee pot
But it makes me grin like a fool
All day

Charging Boar · Feb 9, 2014

All day
The workers sweat
Under the blazing sun
Above the burning road made from
Their blood

jnddepew · Feb 9, 2014

Their blood
Better than ours
Push his face in the mud
So you don't have to hear his lies
Better numb

William E. Harlan · Feb 12, 2014

Better.
Numb. I'm draining.
Bleach them out of my mind.
Clear away each kind attachment.
Empty.

kdnxdr · Feb 13, 2014

empty
earthen vessel
filled with spring's crushed yearnings,
gall of youth's loss,
drank dry

Charging Boar · Feb 14, 2014

Drank dry
The blood runs low
The Gods laugh at weakness
Made us for amusement, but even
Gods die

B.D. Eyeslie · Feb 14, 2014

Gods die
on a grape vine
of worry warts trailing
behind their daughter's sweet-sixteen
party.

Albedo · Feb 14, 2014

Party!
Tonight we will
live as if the noose waits
At dawn, we'll be taken and hung
over

William E. Harlan · Feb 19, 2014

"Over."
They will not come.
Communication closed.
A target-rich environment.
Alone.

B.D. Eyeslie · Feb 20, 2014

Alone
but not lonely,
I walk the Sochi streets
with nothing but gold in my heart.
Medaled.

Charging Boar · Feb 20, 2014

Medaled
given a prize
made of bone taken from
those who finished third and second
Mine now

Debio · Feb 21, 2014

Mine now
chocolate cake
so lonely in the fridge
poor thing deserves to be
eaten

oooooh · Feb 22, 2014

Eaten,
heart and soul whole.
Heavenly fathers steal
bread, unfaithful wives dream of
sharp knives.

B.D. Eyeslie · Feb 22, 2014

Sharp knives
for the huntsman,
he'll come back with a heart,
or he'll never come back at all.
Run, pig!

Charging Boar · Feb 22, 2014

Run, pig!
Run for your life,
But don't let your hopes up.
None have outran me, you won't be
The first

Cinquain Train

B.D. Eyeslie

bethbethbeth

William E. Harlan

Fierce Pretender

onestepp

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

William E. Harlan

Fierce Pretender

Charging Boar

William E. Harlan

Fierce Pretender

bethbethbeth

Charging Boar

Debio

Back from the land of the dead.

Charging Boar

jnddepew

William E. Harlan

Fierce Pretender

kdnxdr

One of the most important people in the world

Charging Boar

B.D. Eyeslie

Albedo

Alex

William E. Harlan

Fierce Pretender

B.D. Eyeslie

Charging Boar

Debio

Back from the land of the dead.

oooooh

the owls are not what they seem

B.D. Eyeslie

Charging Boar