Would
like to tell the basics of the pattern of poetry called a traditional
cinquain. This
is a pattern of poetry with a certain number of syllables in
each line, like the Haiku and Tanka. The cinquain is 5
lines and the syllable count is 2, 4, 6, 8, 2.
Cinquain
Early
Each new morning
I hear the magpies chat
Lamenting my own thoughts of grief
Please stop.
Margi Russell
Portsmouth
Haiku
Hillsides will soon change
Into colorful fall hues
A new seasons here.
Haiku
Hot’s been up to bat
Cool is next in line to lead
Cold is still on hold.
Maybell Criswell
South Point, OH
September Dance
September is a gentle time
when the earth pauses to rest.
The carnival time of October awaits—
when nature exhibits her glorious best.
Oak leaves blush in the morning light,
kissed by the flirting breeze.
The valleys are veiled in nebulous fog
where swallows frolic with playful ease.
Fields of corn are tinged with brown,
ripening with each passing day.
Rustic old barns stand crammed with hay,
where frisky kittens romp and play.
Ironweed wears a purple crown,
goldenrod sways in a drowsy trance,
monarch butterflies cavort on the wing
rehearsing for the September dance.
A hush pervades the countryside
when September arrives on the breeze.
Nature prepares for her ultimate show...
the parade of the autumn trees.
Charles Clevenger
New Boston, Ohio
Colors Of Autumn
With a cool rain falling this morning
Time to say goodbye to summer now
Today Autumn has arrived to greet us
Summer has slipped away somehow
Seems as if days are getting shorter
Nearly as much darkness now as light
Soon we will have to look at our clock
To find if we are having day or night
Soon we can see changed landscapes
Autumn's show then will be on the way
With a great variety fall of flowers to see
It is a beautiful season some would say
Many like the different and varied colors
Of leaves they soon can see on the trees
Each season has its time of great beauty
To most eyes, colors of Autumn do please
Acie Workman
Eden Park
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