cinquain – 7

clouds ascend in
riotous formation
grey bulks pouring, evaporate;
© Freya Pickard 2015
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13 Comments on “cinquain – 7”

  1. Janice Says:

    I love your poem 🙂

  2. julespaige Says:

    Yes! I went out to get the paper in bitter cold and saw a hawk coming from the direction of the hill – (I didn’t get a chance to post it yet…but I wrote about it for a prompt:


    drip, drip, drizzle
    coffee brews
    drawn through the filter
    as frost explodes in brilliant hues by the morning sun
    so I saw when quickly stepping outside to retrieve the paper
    the hawk soars high –
    drip, drip, drizzle

    Kriee, kriee, craw
    wings in a circle flight
    drawn through blue sky
    as an aroma of grown beans brews
    I wonder what the hawk is thinking
    as he sees me
    Kriee, kriee, craw


    Love charity shop finds. This is what I found (paid about $2)

    Hugs, Jules

  3. hooklineandinkwell Says:

    a beautiful cinquain depicting the arrival and dissipation of the storm

  4. Yes, beautiful 🙂

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