I love ❤️ a Cinquain softly pressed where snowflakes melt against my breast… and Bluebirds sing in the Snow… with Chickadees in a Row… I know that Skies are Blue when Sunlight Sighs…. Gently, Pat
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
only one of these I ever penned, and most likely the only one...not a form guy....but thank you for .. read moreonly one of these I ever penned, and most likely the only one...not a form guy....but thank you for commenting on my weak offering of this style.
j.
2 Years Ago
I just feel mischievous after so much Pumpkin Pie… how is your friend doing in the Hospital? Almo.. read moreI just feel mischievous after so much Pumpkin Pie… how is your friend doing in the Hospital? Almost looks like Snow… gently, Pat
let me explain. being in love is being naïve. you look the other way. parse your lips for kissing even when you haven't brushed your teeth. you left you ego at the door. un-makeup faces can show age spots. people dye their hair. you miss people. you share. you give in to it all/ dana
ahahaha you yield indeed :)))))))))))) well done says i jacob ... seems we have a Cinquaine Train rollin' through the Cafe' .... i really like this one .. gives me some electrical current ... tho i would be the last to seal me lips...i would be the first to yield them ... still lusty in me old man brain ;)))))))))))
E.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
glad to see another oldie like me still has some of that lust left...thank you, E.
j.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..