CINQUAIN: From the French, meaning "a grouping of five."
The Cinquain has five lines of two, four, six, eight, and two syllables, respectively, with a total syllabic count of 22.
The cinquain should have no more than two full sentences.
The Handbook of Poetic Forms suggests: Do not add words to fill out this form; write with feeling, but do not allow your writing to become cloyingly sweet; build toward a climax and put a surprise into your last two lines. Rather than parts of speech, be concerned with thoughts and images.
The cinquain came to popularity by Adelaide Crapsy, who devised the form back in the early 1900's. She was so influenced by the Japanese forms, tanka and haiku, that she developed her own poetic system which she then called cinquain.
The most famous of the few Crapsy cinquains from her The Complete Poems is:
These be
Three silent things:
The falling snow... the hour
Before the dawn... the mouth of one
Just dead.
Cinquains, though they have never become very popular, have always attracted a number of poets who are still developing the form.
Why not try your own here in this thread! Come on! We dare you! :p
WITH WINGS
HIS FATHER MADE
USING FEATHERS AND WAX
HE TOOK FLIGHT TOWARD THE SUNLIGHT.
MELTED!
Quote Cleo
Friendships:
blossoming love,
nurturing bonds to last
lifetimes. Surround yourself with friends
and grow.
A wonderful example of a cinquain, Lori ~ it truly holds the key to a happy life as well... with friends on line and off we are never alone!
We grow
in spirit, mind
and heart, when we sow seeds
of trust...honesty and true worth ~
friendships!
WELCOME TO THE CINQUAIN CHALLENGE, WHERE YOU CHALLENGE YOURSELF TO USE YOUR WORDS WISELY...
A CINQUAIN IS ONE OF THE POETIC FORMS THAT USES SET RULES.
THE RULES ARE:
5 LINES WITH A SET SYLLABLE COUNT.
LINE 1: 2 SYLLABLES
LINE 2: 4 SYLLABLES
LINE 3: 6 SYLLABLES
LINE 4: 8 SYLLABLES
LINE 5: 2 SYLLABLES
ALTHOUGH YOU CAN BE AS CREATIVE AS YOU DESIRE...THERE ARE VARIATIONS ON SOME GUIDELINES.
YOUR ENDING LINE MIGHT BE A PLAY ON THE FIRST LINE TO SUM UP THE POEM. YOU MIGHT LIKE TO TRY IT USING A SET METER OR RHYME SCHEME. THERE ARE MANY WAYS TO GROW WITH CINQUAINS TO HELP YOU EXERCISE OTHER POETIC SKILLS AND TECHNIQUES. ENJOY YOUR FLIGHT AND PERHAPS WE MIGHT EVEN TOUCH THE SUN~
EXAMPLE:
WITH WINGS
HIS FATHER MADE
USING FEATHERS AND WAX
HE TOOK FLIGHT TOWARD THE SUNLIGHT.
MELTED!
OK THAT'S NOT TOO GOOD BUT GIVE IT A TRY:
Thanks Amethyst! :)
I LOVE a challenge!
OK here goes:
blossoming love,
nurturing bonds to last
lifetimes. Surround yourself with friends
and grow.
A wonderful example of a cinquain, Lori ~ it truly holds the key to a happy life as well... with friends on line and off we are never alone!
We grow
in spirit, mind
and heart, when we sow seeds
of trust...honesty and true worth ~
friendships!
petals unwrap
frangrant bouquets of life
revealing beautiful treasures
within.
Angels;
behest His love.
Seldom seen, always felt,
everlasting serenity.
Guide us.
Hi Liz...I know this is a pain and I'm working on a resolution...
BUT if you'd like to center your text...
Use < > and put the word center inside followed by the /center <> inside as well...
Cheers!
Lori ??? ???
Wakens creatures
to it's gleaming landscapes.
Reminding us to find Beauty
in all.
Two ewes
commiserate
about a bygone ram –
on all the things he couldn’t give
a dam.
© Daniel J Ricketts 14 Oct 2003
Dear Daniel
Another derlicious joke from you, but not a cinquain !
Two ewes 2
commiserate 4
about bygone ram – 5 only - make it "about their bygone ram" ?
on all the things he couldn’t give
a dam.
Love
Alan
Another derlicious joke from you, but not a cinquain !
Two ewes 2
commiserate 4
about bygone ram – 5 only - make it "about their bygone ram" ?
on all the things he couldn’t give
a dam.
Love
Alan
Dear Alan,
Do please remember that this is an exercise forum, and in such a place we play with and experiment with the form. You'll easily see that my CINQUAIN simply fell victim to a typo. Kindly leave room for that, rather than declaring it not to BE a cinquain? Fair enough?
Ever seen a cinquain train. Why not write one beginning with the last two syllables of the last one posted. It's great practice.
Here is an example (including the correction of the typo):
commiserate
about a bygone ram –
on all the things he couldn’t give
a dam
© Daniel J Ricketts 14 Oct 2003
A dam
( Song says it’s so! )
cannot so long withstand
against one optimistic ram
Eye’m butt!
I’m but
a silly bard
who mayhaps should be barred
from writing out his silliness
like this.
Like this?
Then add cinquain
or even two or three:
begin yours with the final word
of mine.
© Daniel J Ricketts 16 Oct 2003
Dear Daniel
Sorry, don't understand. What was the typo ?
I was, while admiring the content, pointing out that the one rule that exists for the cinquain, the 2,3,6,8,2, was breached. I also offered a solution which was very close to the one you took.
Didn't mean to "miff" you. Look at the total number of my posts on yours and you will see that I am a fervent admirer !
Love
Alan
Hey Daniel,
I miss your presence here.
And you've left a dandy
last line to start. lol
Ok, here goes,
Of mine
and yours, the world
turns blue with jealousy,
for it offers nothing better
than us.
Sorry, don't understand. What was the typo ?
[ I'd simply left out the 'a' ! ]
I was, while admiring the content, pointing out that the one rule that exists for the cinquain, the 2,3,6,8,2, was breached. I also offered a solution which was very close to the one you took.
[ Now, Alan, see how easy it is to make a typo? I'm certainly not going to 'correct' you by telling you that your cinquain rules are wrong. You just nade a simple typo! I know that you meant 4, not 3 for the second line, right? *smile* ]
Didn't mean to "miff" you. [You didn't! I was just reminding you a courtesy, my friend. *smile* ] Look at the total number of my posts on yours and you will see that I am a fervent admirer !
[ I've been pressed for time of late and cannot be much in the critique forums as I'd like. I have so much to do in 'real life' before my December operation. I miss participating there! ]
Love
Alan
Blessings to ewe and Iore's *smile*
deLightedly, Daniel
I miss your presence here.
And you've left a dandy
last line to start. lol
[ Some lines are connected to sinkers! ]
Ok, here goes,
Of mine
and yours, the world
turns blue with jealousy,
for it offers nothing better
than us.
[ Your closer is a bit tough too! ]
takes a genus
to scale off its meaning,
but opens no can of worms — just
tuna!
© Daniel J Ricketts 25 Oct 2003
sLightly fishy, Daniel
Ahhh Daniel,
I knew you could do it! lol
and with such ingenuity!
(you must come from the Great NW - teehee)
Okay, I won't leave such a horrible last line
this time.
The cactus pear
or albacore delight?
A prickly touch or succulent
sandwich?
DINNER TIME
Sandwich
course provides lunch.
Then dinner's set for six,
even though there are just the two
of us .....
(based on an old Spike Milligan joke)
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Hey, Alan! I've just composed this one to segue into the second one that I wanted to post here:
who might you think
would be most difficult
when all has been said and done to
fathom
Now for the second one:
pro fun ditty
with arms outstretched six feet
and you’ll embrace hexameter
I’mb tolled
© Daniel J Ricketts 26 Oct 2003
fadin' in de Light, Daniel
"Iamb de Master" - Daniel
I'mb tolled
you are master
of all de wit, de whoo;
'old de light - owl of all de time
dat be !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
I'mb tolled
you are master
of all de wit, de whoo;
'old de light - owl of all de time
dat be !
© Alan McAlpine Douglas
some compliment;
could be left – handed
back as a complement cinquain
ya think?
© Daniel J Ricketts 26 Oct 2003
Sandwiched in ryely with mayo Lightly, Daniel
"Sandwiched in ryely with mayo Lightly" : Daniel
Sandwiched
pastmastrami
in ryely with mayo
poetic cannibals devour
De Light !
Alan
Sandwiched
pastmastrami
in ryely with mayo
poetic cannibals devour
De Light !
Alan
mayo
spread with de Light
till you’ve mustard relish
a-salting deli berated
cinquains
© Daniel J Ricketts 27 Oct 2003
Sub Lime'n'All
Dearly
Berated, we
are gathered here to toast
lightly wry wit of the Master :
Dan, y'all !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
PS. Daniel, how DO you keep it up ? :juggle:
Dearly
Berated, we
are gathered here to toast
lightly wry wit of the Master :
Dan, y'all !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
PS. Daniel, how DO you keep it up ?
I ain't
touchin' that one
... not with a ten inch pole!
this agora ain't fer vyin'
methinks.
Methinks
Niagra Falls
might be a better place;
it’s just water over the edge.
I ain’t.
© M Lee Dickens’ son 27 Oct 2003
I ain't
complainin' guys,
just without a prattle
in rapid streams of consciousness,
smilin'.
complainin' guys,
just without a prattle
in rapid streams of consciousness,
smilin'.
oar nauti-gal,
could white-water scandal
rune yore nocturnal said-'e-meant's?
Rock on!
sLightly askew, Daniel
Rock on,
stone and pummel,
cast chips of Rosetta,
through panes; horizons hide stumbling
block-aides.
Blockades
explode skyward,
dust barren land of mind
with a skiff inspiration - words
advance.
explode skyward,
dust barren land of mind
with a skiff inspiration - words
advance.
Back-fence Gossip
Advance
with loud whispers,
ask with rude courtesy
and slip a coffee-stained number
to me.
Excellent Dove!
I'm so glad you've joined.
This one is piercing - I love it!
You've left a great line to start on too.
I'm supprised I get the opportunity.
To me
the hand jester
is a string-less puppet
gone amuck; a show without plot,
nonsense.
Hi Michelle,
I have just found this thread and think it is great fun. Not sure I've got the gist yet, but I'll have a try. This happen two days ago.
In the chimney
All hands to the rescue
Don’t panic little one. Oh no!
Soot trail!
Dear Grace
Nice little story.
You've almost got the hang - cinquain is
2
4
6
8
2
so your 6 is one syll short !
Also, a game seems to have developed to use the last 2 sylls of the prev post to start the new one.
Suit rail
hang one, hang all
in line, creased and creaseless
ready now to rock and roll .... and
be wrecked
Love
Alan
Good Morning Sir Knight
Thanks for the help Alan. All fixed.
Be wrecked hm?
Could you have found anything harder? Will dwell on this for a while
Love
Grace :sun:
Dear Grace
Like it !
Sorry about the "wrecked", I had failed to consider those following on.
Be wrecked,
and be wretched,
p'raps even be wasted,
my boy, and you will have tasted
the dregs .....
How's that to follow LOL ?
Love
Alan
Hey there Alan,
Not very inspired. I still have to get the hang of this:
In the bottle
Like the mulled remnants of
my past hedonistic heydays…
I WISH
Next please
Love
Grace
Dear Grace
If this one is not inspired, then I look forward to those that are. This had me LOL !
I wish
that a cinquain
were as easy to write
as a Shakespearian sonnet
dashed off !
Love
Alan
Hello again Alan :knight:
Aah! Now you're talking. MY HERO (Shakespeare that is.) :jester:
straight from the quill
to the parchment, ink-flecked.
Will’s impatient, teeming brain
flying
Love
Grace
Hi Grace,
that's an excellent cinquain.
These are so addicting, aren't they?
Flying
south for winter,
goose and gander on wings
of down, follow instinct’s current,
re: quest.
Dear Grace and Michelle
Both brilliant !
REQUEST STOP
Request
stop this damn bus
where I want to get off
not odd place approximately
nowhere
Love
Alan
Request
stop this damn bus
where I want to get off
not odd place approximately
nowhere
Scattered
Nowhere,
to anywhere
from yesterday and then
becoming today's present thought;
where now?
Nowhere,
to anywhere
from yesterday and then
becoming today's present thought;
where now?
Fill a sofa; call ya, Jessica! *smile*
Where now
you are you’ll stand.
I see: you’ve posted yours,
and ante’s ceded; wanna bet?
‘tsa deal!
© Daniel J Ricketts 06 Nov 2003
Just Daniel
how many syllables are in 'tsa? i'm not sure how to count it.
Good Morning everyone.
Great brain food this
The cards of life
I’ll take my six face down
Don’t want no crystal ball to see
my future
Grace
Great brain food this
The cards of life
I’ll take my six face down
Don’t want no crystal ball to see
my future
Grace
cybele, thank you for saving me from that horrible line! lol
Pick-pocket a Future
My future
lies in your hand.
Trace my love lines and worth;
empty my pockets to predict
your wealth.
My pleasure Dove
This is great fun!!
Can never cure
A child’s tears, a child’s fears
Only unconditional love
Does that
Hello Michelle,
Thank you for the comment. They surely are ... very addictive. Seems to have become my morning wake-up exercise.
Love
Grace
THE PROBOSCIS CANNOT LIE, BUT IT CAN GROW .....
Does that
nose which he has,
protruding, from his face,
expose his ethnic origins ?
That does .....
Love
Alan
Good Morning Sir Knight
Nice one Alan, I like it! :laugh:
A little poetic license required I feel
bright, liquid eyes
express it’s gentle soul
could you sight along a rifle
and fire?
Love
Grace
how many syllables are in 'tsa? i'm not sure how to count it.
Just one!
How many syllables are in the line: "my future" ?
upon fingers
in this digital age
need have no rhyme nor reason for
cinquains.
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
Nice one Alan, I like it!
A little poetic license required I feel
bright, liquid eyes
express it’s gentle soul
could you sight along a rifle
and fire?
Love
Grace
Anne’d fire!
Without a blink
she’d shoot that faun, I think.
She doesn’t like satyrical.
Do you?
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
straight from the quill
to the parchment, ink-flecked.
Will’s impatient, teeming brain
flying
Love
Grace
I couln't pass up your great tribute, Grace! [Missing syllable in L4?]
Here's Myan:
To Will
upon a quill
I’mb quite indebtedly
penned amateur with cagey words
unloosed.
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
Lightly, Daniel
Hey Dan the Man
er, three?
(please don't give me a detention, I want to go out tonight)
The cards of life
I’ll take my six face down
Don’t want no crystal ball to see
future
Tatty bye
Grace
er, three?
(please don't give me a detention, I want to go out tonight)
The cards of life
I’ll take my six face down
Don’t want no crystal ball to see
future
Tatty bye
Grace
Detention? De tension is rising?
Do you want one?
Be careful not to lunge;
few’d even notice if we’d spat
mew cuss
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
Lightly, Daniel
Feud? Sure! VERY NIFTY Daniel
that dratted cat!
Two shoes and a slipper
Running out of ammunition
Air gun!
Grace :sun: :speechless:
that dratted cat!
Two shoes and a slipper
Running out of ammunition
Air gun!
Grace
Do tell, Grace! This is fun, isn't it? Care for an apple? Take a byte of this:
he’d let it fly;
son didn’t live to tell
(How many Tells do you know now?)
he missed!
© Daniel J Ricketts 07 Nov 2003
sLightly off the mark, Daniel
Dear Grace
"Mew!! Cuss
that dratted cat!
Two shoes and a slipper
Running out of ammunition
Air gun!"
had me LOL, which is just what I need less than 1/2 an hour after having 2 tes, count them, 2 ! front bottom teeth out.
I needed it, cuz I need to learn to laugh in a different way LOL !
Love
Alan
PS I LIKE cats .....
PPS added 3 mins later - see, I can't even typo correctly wissou my fron tes !
Ecthsthract from a dental epic-sode
He mithed
hith two fron tees
after the ec-stracthion
and had to thpeak peculiar
Englith ....
Love
Alan
He mithed
hith two fron tees
after the ec-stracthion
and had to thpeak peculiar
Englith ....
Love
Alan
Hey, Alan! Rack 'em up!
Woud you bet your eye teeth on a game o' nein ball?
unless sprechen
quite pe-cu-li-ar-ly.
Pea-cue’ll yearly snooker your side
pockets.
Lightly breakin'... your...
Daniel
Dear Daniel
Ow weh ! Das tut weh !
FLOORED, BY A SIMPLE QUESTION !
Parquet
carpets or tiles
to floor rooms in house
being built in a Spanish style
por que ?
Love
Alan
Hey Alan
Three cheers Alan
Novocaine worn off
You can sshtop sshucking sshoup
And get stuck into the goodies
Yippee!
:dance: :dance: Love
Grace
WHAT ALES THEE, FALSTAFF ?
Yer pie
and yer chips too
yer Cumberland sausage
bacon, eggs, french toast; who needs a
BEER gut ?
Love
Alan
Tough one Alan,
and yer chips too
yer Cumberland sausage
bacon, eggs, french toast; who needs a
BEER gut ?
Birgette
Bardot ? Hot stuff!
Quintessential sexpot
Discarded Vadim and Distel
Strange girl!
Grace
Dear Grace
Well modified !
WEAKER(MINDED) SEX SURVEY
Strange ? Girl ?
So what is new ?
Does she know what she wants ?
Do I know, what she says she wants,
ain't it ?
Alan McAlpine Douglas
PS Poetic licence used - these are NOT my real opinions, he hastened to add just as the lynch mob started stringing him up .....
MODAL'TY FORD
Paint it
"Any Color" Ford,
Had rainbow way with words :
"Paint it black, black, black, paint it black".
So long .....
Alan McAlpine Douglas
PS Def of Modality : "A tendency to conform to a general pattern" !
Daniel, watcha think of that one ? ! ? LOL
Well done Sir Knight
Good riposte!
So long
farewell, adieu
adios amigos, bye
via condios my darlings
au’voir!
Grace
Good riposte!
So long
farewell, adieu
adios amigos, bye
via condios my darlings
au’voir!
Grace
Super pieces, both of you; and what fun!
Grace, your words brought to mind this harsh scene. Please do not think it is meant as a portrayal of the interchanges here! It's the words that merely triggered thoughts in my demented brain... and yet a not-so-uncommon picture:
Au’voir
his glib shoulder
he rejoined ‘er blew eyes
with his cleaver riposte, smearing
Kiss off.
© Daniel J Ricketts 08 Nov 2003
Au’voir
his glib shoulder
he rejoined ‘er blew eyes
with his cleaver riposte, smearing
Kiss off.
Turtle Race
Kiss off;
Please pause this race.
Slow and steady will work
(Give me the turtle any day.)
life long.
Turtle Race
Kiss off;
Please pause this race.
Slow and steady will work
(Give me the turtle any day.)
life long.
Hey, Jess! Not sure I understand your last line...
but then you may not understand mine either! Touché!
Life long
ago became
too hare-raising for him;
rabbit let time and turtle pass
him: bye
© Daniel J Ricketts 08 Nov 2003
Lightly, Daniel
Good morning Daniel
No Contest
ago became
too hare-raising for him;
rabbit let time and turtle pass
him: bye
Nice take on Aesop (he's hanging about MM somewhere now Dan. Watch out for plagiarism writ!! )
Meanwhile on Sunday...
S Baring-Gould
‘Onward, Christian Soldiers’
rouses even distracted boys
to sing
Grace
Life long
ago became
too hare-raising for him;
rabbit let time and turtle pass
him: bye
Nice take on Aesop (he's hanging about MM somewhere now Daniel. Watch out for plagiarism writ!! )
Just a grace note here, Grace:
Aesop
it is fabled
wrote some good moral stuff;
but who really knows if he’d been
a sop?
© Daniel J Ricketts 09 Nov 2003
~ ~ ~
Meanwhile on Sunday...
S Baring-Gould
‘Onward, Christian Soldiers’
rouses even distracted boys
to sing
Grace
Good morning to you as well, fine Lady Grace!
To sing
The Cross-Eyed Bear
confused distracted boys
who thought, Who’d write a hymn about
Gladly?
© Daniel J Ricketts 09 Nov 2003
eschewin' snickers, but smilin' like the Milky Way, Daniel
To sing
The Cross-Eyed Bear
confused distracted boys
who thought, Who’d write a hymn about
Gladly?
[b]Easily confused, young boys Daniel. I speak from experience having had four sons! :wall:
Very comical. I like! :rofl:
in bed too long
was five feet six last night
Woke this morning after long stretch
Six nine!
Love
Grace :cheer:
[quote=Cybele,Nov. 09 2003, 06:46][quote]Easily confused, young boys, Daniel. I speak from experience having had four sons!
Very comical. I like!
in bed too long
was five feet six last night
Woke this morning after long stretch
Six nine!
Love
Grace [/quote]
Well, Grace... that is either quite a stretch... or he's VERY TALL!
Sics? Nein!
I would never
have Zoe attack you;
but our part-Chow would love a stretch
abed.
© Daniel J Ricketts 10 Nov 2003
deLightedly heading there myself, shortly, Daniel
( and looking forward to meeting up with the OTHER Z-man [our own Zeus] this afternoon [Monday] in North Jersey after a training seminar! )
‘s Mutt
Sics? Nein!
I would never
have Zoe attack you;
but our part-Chow would love a stretch
abed.
Good Night to you then Dan,
I’ve just got up!
HE is a SHE Dan, Glad being short for GLADYS.
Strewn with roses
Might please your blued-tongued pal
Sweeten her temper, save my hide
From bites!
Sleep well, and give Zeus a bid hug for me. Go on, force yourself!
Love
Grace
(Wide awake and bright as a button) :
‘s Mutt
Sics? Nein!
I would never
have Zoe attack you;
but our part-Chow would love a stretch
abed.
Good Night to you then Daniel,
I’ve just got up!
HE is a SHE Dan, Glad being short for GLADYS.
[ Ok, Grace... now you've really got my curiosity going! Who or what is GLADYS?! ]
Strewn with roses
Might please your blued-tongued pal
Sweeten her temper, save my hide
From bites!
Sleep well, and give Zeus a bid hug for me. Go on, force yourself!
[ I don't have trouble with such things... but I don't know what a bid hug is (Is it an E-Bay thing?), so I gave him a regular one. ]
Love
Grace
(Wide awake and bright as a button)
to face-to-face,
we rendezvous again…
Just Daniel ~ Pun hugs M&M ~
Z-man
And we had a great three hours together over dinner!
- Lightly, Daniel
Hi Daniel,
Gladys is a girl's name - at least it is over here ???
Feeling better now?
Sounds like you had a great re-union with Zeus.
to face-to-face,
we rendezvous again…
Just Daniel ~ Pun hugs M&M ~
Z-man
back at ya Dan
Wiz zer sweet tooth?
Re-fought the war with soup?
Put world to rights with main course?
Aah Sweet!
TaTa
Grace
Gladys is a girl's name - at least it is over here ???
Feeling better now?
Sounds like you had a great re-union with Zeus.
to face-to-face,
we rendezvous again…
Just Daniel ~ Pun hugs M&M ~
Z-man
back at ya Dan
Wiz zer sweet tooth?
Re-fought the war with soup?
Put world to rights with main course?
Aah Sweet!
TaTa
Grace
as wheat
becomes le pain
l'amour est parfois guerre
we’ll not expect to winnow gain
with wind
© Daniel J Ricketts 14 Nov 2003
Hi Dan, :wave:
becomes le pain
l'amour est parfois guerre
we’ll not expect to winnow gain
with wind
tears dry on cheeks
hiding the sharp heartache
I feel, when love is sometimes war
sweet foe
Grace :cheer:
tears dry on cheeks
hiding the sharp heartache
I feel, when love is sometimes war
sweet foe
Grace
Hey, Gracie!
Sweet fo
mah gal’s kisses
ah ain’t havin’ no pane
‘tween me an’ them. Out o’ da way;
it’s war!
© Daniel J Ricketts 14 Nov 2003
Good Morning Dan,
Sweet fo
mah gal’s kisses
ah ain’t havin’ no pane
‘tween me an’ them. Out o’ da way;
it’s war!
It swore
a sailor’s oath!
A raucous sound, issued
loudly by a techni-coloured
parrot
Cheery bye
Grace
It swore
a sailor’s oath!
A raucous sound, issued
loudly by a techni-coloured
parrot
Cheery bye
Grace
Happy Mourning, Gracie!
Pair it
up with a crow;
listen to ‘em ravin’
muh caw, muh caw; they’d evermore
caca
© M Lee Dickens’ son 15 Nov 2003
sLightly affected, Daniel
Aah Daniel !
My favourite film!
Pair it
up with a crow;
listen to ‘em ravin’
muh caw, muh caw; they’d evermore
caca
cocka
mamie ideas!
hair-brained schemes from Lucy
according to hubby Desi
Arnaz
Happy Sunday to you Dan, my man
My favourite film!
Pair it
up with a crow;
listen to ‘em ravin’
muh caw, muh caw; they’d evermore
caca
cocka
mamie ideas!
hair-brained schemes from Lucy
according to hubby Desi
Arnaz
Happy Sunday to you Dan, my man
wife's and daughters' absolute favorite series: I Love Lucy
Good morning, Your Grace!
aren’ as
perplexing as
some poetry forms;
one may find cinquain word-twisting
thwilling
© Daniel J Ricketts 16 Nov 2003
perplexing as
some poetry forms;
one may find cinquain word-twisting
thwilling[/font]
© Daniel J Ricketts 16 Nov 2003
Wedding Speech
"Thwilling
I shay it ish!"
Too bad his lisp perplexed
all listeners into concerned
stutters.
Love it !!
Good to meet you here again, could do with some help!
"Thwilling
I shay it ish!"
Too bad his lisp perplexed
all listeners into concerned
stutters.
On a Knife's edge
‘sdat a
dagger I see
before me or am I
in the wrong play? So, Mack the knife
it ain’t?
Toodle loo
Grace
Good to meet you here again, could do with some help!
"Thwilling
I shay it ish!"
Too bad his lisp perplexed
all listeners into concerned
stutters.
On a Knife's edge
‘sdat a
dagger I see
before me or am I
in the wrong play? So, Mack the knife
it ain’t?
Toodle loo
Grace
Now how did you go from "stutters" to "'sdat a," Grace? Hard to believe that UK's pronunciation is THAT different!
Anyhow... Good interp, Jessica! ... and graphic pictures, both of you!
It ain’t
surprisin’ much
when she bids toodle loo;
it’s optin’ for a bush or lea
that shocks.
© M Lee Dickens’ son 16 Nov 2003
Hey there Dan,
Not English pronunciation, trying for American! I'm sure I've heard 'sdat a in hundreds of Americans films (movies)
It ain’t
surprisin’ much
when she bids toodle loo;
it’s optin’ for a bush or lea
that shocks.
Eau woe is me!
That shocks
Me too ya know
For shame Dan, you should think
Of toilet jokes as we pen fair
Cinquains
That shocks
Me too ya know
For shame Dan, you should think
Of toilet jokes as we pen fair
Cinquains
Hey, Grace!
‘s ink wanes
as he attempts
to pen his penchant chants
on singing ‘neath full moon in lieu
o’ eau’d
© M Lee Dickens’ son 16 Nov 2003
Good Morning Dan,
‘s ink wanes
as he attempts
to pen his penchant chants
on singing ‘neath full moon in lieu
o’ eau’d
Well now, I know only two pronunciations for cinquains and these are sink-ains or sank-ains. Because I wasn’t sure when I first came across them, how to pronounce the word I checked both English and American Dictionaries. Can’t find sink-wane anywhere.
Oh ode
To sun and moon.
Sun may sink, moon may wane
Heaven’s decrees must be obeyed
Ours too!
Happy day to you Dan
Grace
‘s ink wanes
as he attempts
to pen his penchant chants
on singing ‘neath full moon in lieu
o’ eau’d
Well now, I know only two pronunciations for cinquains and these are sink-ains or sank-ains. Because I wasn’t sure when I first came across them, how to pronounce the word I checked both English and American Dictionaries. Can’t find sink-wane anywhere.
Oh ode
To sun and moon.
Sun may sink, moon may wane
Heaven’s decrees must be obeyed
Ours too!
Happy day to you Daniel
Grace
My readings on "Cinquain" have discovered several types of cinquains [ We've been playing with the 'traditional' type. ] but I have yet to find any place that tells me how to pronounce "cinquain." I know 'cinq' is pronounced approximately 'sank' from the French to the English, but since this is sort of an American haiku, and they've added a 'u' before the 'ain,' it just sort of follows that they'd have pronounced it 'kwain' -- not that I care much, mind you! And I'd be glad to have you give a link to a dictionary that HAS the word, since I've yet to find one myself. Thank ye!
Now... while we're talking about following instructions ( which, honestly, I try to do... at least until I find ways to interestingly break them! ), I've shared with many of my writing friends that though I'd been called "Dan" for years, since about 7 years ago, after in important crisis in my life, and recognizing that "Dan" mean "Judge" [ from the Hebrew ], and since I wish not to be one, I'd best be known as "Daniel" which means "God is my Judge." And of course I know that a word to the wise is sufficient, right?
I ode you that explanation.
Our stew
will never be
o’er keeping rules or laws
but how we mix our vegetables
when sauced.
© Daniel J Ricketts 17 Nov 2003
Hello Daniel,
You will find cinquain in the dictionary used on this very site Daniel.
Message received and understood. Daniel it shall always be in future my friend. (I hate abbreviated names anyway)
Our stew
will never be
o’er keeping rules or laws
but how we mix our vegetables
when sauced.
Drunk as a skunk
when sauced
steer clear of cars.
When three sheets to the wind
steer clear of rivers and the sea
and me!
A bientôt
Grace
You will find cinquain in the dictionary used on this very site Daniel.
Message received and understood. Daniel it shall always be in future my friend. (I hate abbreviated names anyway)
Our stew
will never be
o’er keeping rules or laws
but how we mix our vegetables
when sauced.
Drunk as a skunk
when sauced
steer clear of cars.
When three sheets to the wind
steer clear of rivers and the sea
and me!
A bientôt
Grace
Merci bien, Grace
Now all I have to do is figger out where that dictionary is on this site!
‘and me
a flask o’ whine
an’ I ain’t joinin’ in;
we’ll talk another day ~ won’t be
disgust
© Daniel J Ricketts 17 Nov 2003
Off to work and a long drive north!
Lightly, Daniel
P.S. Just so's ya know; I meant the 'sauced' to be ambiguous, of course, but it's the veggies that are in the sauce, not I! I'm a t-totaller, actually -- even though I've worked for about 30 years with persons struggling with addictions.
‘and me
a flask o’ whine
an’ I ain’t joinin’ in;
we’ll talk another day ~ won’t be
disgust
(not for an empty stomach)
Double Turmoil
Disgust
churns my stomach.
(Okay, that is plain gross.)
As I watch a cheerleader squeeze
a zit.
A zit
on her pale face!
In the front of the bus,
she peers at the cosmetic mirror
with fear.
Dear Dove
Lovely !
As it
happens, a zit
cannot stand the pressure
of properly administered
Vit Cee !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
what's vit cee?...some kind of overseas ointment?
Vitamin C !
I wanted it to be as near A Zit as poss !
Love
Alan
Good Morning Sir Knight
happens, a zit
cannot stand the pressure
of properly administered
Vit Cee !
proved by science
to add years to your life
when taken in higher dosage
No Kid!
Ref: http://www.vitamincfoundation.org/
Daniel, you will find a link to the dictionary at the bottom of every forum page.
Dear Grace
Wasn't Daniel wot queried the Cee !
No DisgraCe
No kid,
no longer I :
recycled teenager, :jester:
And NOT growing older disgrace-
ful C !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Hi Alan,
No, I realise that. I was referring to a previous post here, where Daniel was querying where to find the dictionary on MM with regard to the pronunciation of 'Cinquain'. See our posts above
Back soon
Love
Grace
Wasn't Daniel wot queried the Cee !
No DisgraCe
No kid,
no longer I :
recycled teenager,
And NOT growing older disgrace-
ful C !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Greetings, Fair Maid 'n Sir Red/Green Knight!
full sea
o’ ships so Fleet
it caused the enema
to turn its ugly tail an’ run
o’erboard
© M Lee Dickens’ son 19 Nov 2003
Good Morning Daniel,
Trust all your nasty little germs have departed?
o’ ships so Fleet
it caused the enema
to turn its ugly tail an’ run
o’erboard
o’erboard
in love with you
no life jacket. I’m caught
between the devil and the deep
blue sea
Jusqu'à la prochaine fois
Grace
Trust all your nasty little germs have departed?
in love with you
no life jacket. I’m caught
between the devil and the deep
blue sea
Jusqu'à la prochaine fois
Grace
Nearly overcome by those waves!
:blues:
Bluesy
writers find it
hard to compose themselves
when those trade winds churn new waves’ up –
heaving
© Daniel J Ricketts 21 Nov 2003
jusque à celui qui monte
Bluesy
writers find it
hard to compose themselves
when those trade winds churn new waves’ up –
heaving
Laughing at Dirty Diapers
Heaving
a pant, I run
you to the warmth rising
from the tub. Midnight episode:
belly up.
Heaving
a pant, I run
you to the warmth rising
from the tub. Midnight episode:
belly up.
Methinks them diapers musta sogged up yer last line,
makin' the third syllable indistinguishable?
bell ~ yup
heard it agin
clangin’ cacophony
when eye’d tried awf’l hard ta sleep
dis mourn
© Daniel J Ricketts 22 Nov 2003
sLightly wearied, Daniel
Can anyone get in on this act? Must one tie their cinquain to one previously posted? May I post a single one that came to mind this morning? My apologies if it's supposed to be linked with Daniel's.
Hi all.
Will it spoil the fun to post just an ordinary cinquain (without following on)? Or should I put it in a separate thread.I excpect someone will let me know, so I'll take a chance.
icy
fear grips my heart
words no longer gentle
fall from your once, sweet tender mouth
like stones
Cybele
Dear Grace
This is all Daniel's fault. I posted a single haiku, called Extraction Haiku. Daniel decided that this was a new form of haiku, and started a string by using words from mine to create his.
Seems this habit has spread so far that it has become the norm.
So, as the originator of the original Extraction Haiku (about dentistry ! ), I now pronounce :
In this thread, there is no requirement to connect to the previous !
Now to your lovely effort :
icy
fear grips my heart
words, no longer gentle -- wonder if you want the comma in this line?
fall from your once* sweet, tender mouth -- no middle comma !
like stones
Love
Alan
PS The next one is very nice too !
Well, thank you Sir Knight
I have the urge to write another cinquain - so here goes:
Old men
on ancient chairs
sit in contemplation
of long-lost loves, gently twirling
their beads
old fairy tale
still tell of maidens fair
that kiss a frog and then release
a Prince...
Dear Liz
Nice thought, line 4 1 syll short !
Another answer :
PRESS RELEASE BY FROGSPAWN PR CO
Yes Liz
it's a rumour
spread at the behest of
a small group of desperately ugly
Frenchmen
Love
Alan
Hi Alan,
Oooops, I cannot believe I did that.. me, mistress of cinquains... ah, what a fever will do... :huh:
I thought handsome
with twinkles of romance
that dance in a glance to entrance
the girls!
I have to go fix that other one... Hugs, Liz
my voice
calls out to you
but Winter’s screaming wind
scatters the words through boughs of pine
unheard
Good Morning Sir Knight
I bestow you with the new title "Guardian of the commas"
Thank you Alan. I have a million of them but they keep trying to escape when I need them or just fly off willy nilly into a poem without my express permission - but I know I can rely on you to come to the rescue
Correction made
NOW!!!!!
it's a rumour
spread at the behest of
a small group of desperately ugly
Frenchmen
Do I count TEN on the fourth line?????
Love
Grace
Hi Liz,
I thought handsome
with twinkles of romance
that dance in a glance to entrance
the girls!
Love it Liz, (trips off the tongue like a song)
Love
Grace
Hello Dolly,
( I do like saying that, it makes me want to burst into song - you wouldn't like to hear that Dolly )
Glad to see this breakaway back to normal cinquain. Whilst I love Daniel's crazy 'carry on' cinquain, it is sometimes good to write individual pieces. When he comes back from his sojourn in hospital he'll wonder what has happened.
Love
Grace
sleepless..
summer’s perfumes
drift in through my window
and small stirrings seldom noticed
by day
Grace
Dear Grace,
Errrrrr, um, yes. So glad you spotted my deliberate error, 10/10 !
Now, for the purists amongst us (except for the comma-toes sticklers) :
Yes Liz
it's a rumour
spread at the behest of
hordes of desperately ugly
Frenchmen
Love
Alan
Great riposte Alan!!
I am feeling a little comma toes this morning. Woke up at three thirty and couldn't get back to sleep.....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz huh Where am I?
Love
Grace
Dear Grace
SOMA WRONG AND SOMA WRITE
It's ana Italiano Cinquaina
Coma-
(comma) toes in
line three, not in a bed,
compose themselves for sleep, if not,
compose !
Love
Alan
Hi Alan,
Forgive the informality in the title!
It's ana Italiano Cinquaina
Coma-
(comma) toes in
line three, not in a bed,
compose themselves for sleep, if not,
compose !
Love
Alan
This is far too clever for me in my state of health! Took me about seven minutes to figure this out. BRILLIANT!!
dewdrops
cling like jewels
suspended from the web
of a spider on the sundial
then.. melt
Best I can do till I wake up my friend.
Love
Grace
Where do you hide
when I need you to be
strong and confident? I am lost.
Come back!
is intriguing,
very enlightening;
a great source of inspiration
teams forth!
Hello Daniel
perchance to quain
‘til I can scarce restrain
myself through melting gossamer
webbed site
Loved that one Daniel!
beneath
the drab headscarf,
lustrous, jet-black hair, once
tossed sensually in sunshine
turns grey
Candle
light on your face
animating your smile
remembering your gentle touch
I cry
your soul
mirrored brightly
beside my reflection
burnishing this winter morning
I smile
Lovely ladies! :) :)
Ok, ladies... time to take the wraps off. You've seduced me to join in...
kisses
shared under wraps
oft come with her; she… gives
herself away delectably
then melts
© Daniel J Ricketts 20 Jan 2004
mused by Cary’s Kisses…
What a poet
that young man is, with a
talent for leaving long lasting
kudos.
Cary
Grant, unlike Hugh
never played the villain.
That's the difference between them
on film .....
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Hi Daniel,
Welcome aboard! What took you so long???
I love this rapt kissy-poo cinquain ... it's so .... it's so .... so ... um .... tantalizingly chocolate!!
Welcome aboard! What took you so long???
I love this rapt kissy-poo cinquain ... it's so .... it's so .... so ... um .... tantalizingly chocolate!!
should I unwrap
the warmth that covers me
my unrapt bod would surely freeze,
NOT melt!
BUT
Chocolate
I'm surely not
so rapt I will remain.
The winter cold has dipped so low
I'd freeze!
All rights reserved as an unpulished work by D. Harris 1/21/04
Dolly
You mean back aboard? Someone threw me overboard a while back, and since I can't swim, it's a miracle I got back. Who was that who deep sixed me? Was it Alan? *smile*
Well, Dolly... these two are excellent cinquains! VERY well constructed indeed. I doff my beret [ and nothin' else! ] to thee!
on chocolate
at our local sweet shoppe
if we're window-shopping today...
so won't!
ham on Light wry, Daniel
Dear Daniel,
Deep six ?
It was not eye
that spied glass being thrown
over a cold shoulder. Wee drown
Six pack !
Love
ALan
Your wealth
made me lay you...
rotting six feet under.
I water the fresh grass, hiding
my smile.
Ohhhhhhh Dear Jessica!
Excellent cinquain, but what it says!! :jester:
Ya done good, girl!
Dolly :pharoah:
Dear Dove,
Naughty .....but nice
Greek Village
Old men
on ancient chairs
sit in contemplation
of long-lost loves gently twirling
their beads
Grace
Greek Village
Old men
on ancient chairs
sit in contemplation
of long-lost loves gently twirling
their beads
Grace
Very good Grace!
WAs this from a picture that inspired you?
~Cleo
Old men
on ancient chairs
sit in contemplation
of long-lost loves gently twirling
their beads
Grace
distaff
worn keys in hand
locked in contemplation
over new-found love, slow turns
entrance
© M Lee Dickens’ son (Daniel) 27 Jan 2004
You two are going strong!
Grace - have a fish! or two
Daniel - sunshine! :sun: :sun:
I'll be back when migraine vacates my head....
HUGS!
Cleo :troy:
Hello Cleo,
Hope the migraine clears up quickly.
Thank you for the fish I now have five I'll need a bigger aquarium soon!
I see I placed a haiku in here by mistake. I shall move it now - my apologies, still not thinking straight.
Morning Dew
dewdrops
cling like jewels
suspended from the web
of a spider on the sundial
then.. melt
Love
Grace
on waking
my sad fingers
trace your likeness my love
knowing that solitude was not
for you
Love
Grace
Overused Movie Scene
Starter
won't turn over
as we nervously sit,
stranded with my leg touching your
bare knee.
Hi Jessica,
I enjoyed reading your fine cinquain! Thinking about the meaning tells me the situation could be chilly and warm depending on where you live, of course.
Good work!
Blessings,
Dolly :pharoah:
Hello Dove,
Overused Movie Scene
won't turn over
as we nervously sit,
stranded with my leg touching your
bare knee.
Very graphic Dove, takes me back to my youth - sigh :sun:
Love
Grace
Hello Dolly,
Life's Changes
things can happen
to make differences..
that began the day I met you,
my love.
I empathise with this piece entirely Dolly. I also was thinking along the lines of changes:
candles
light up your face
animating your smile.
Remembering your gentle touch
I cry
Daylight
your soul
mirrored brightly
beside my reflection,
burnishing this winter morning
I smile
Love
Grace
overwhelming
all sound, clutches my heart
searing the scar left by your
absence
Grace
Ohhhhh Grace,
This beautiful cinquain tears at my heart bringing peculiar little droplets of salty liquid leaking from my eyes. You write with such visual graces, Lady Grace. I'm so sorry for the loss of both our loved ones ... it hurts like the dickens and leaves a gaping void where once they danced.
Blessings to you, dear one, :cloud9
Dolly
Hello Dolly,
I'm glad this touched you. It does help just a little to try to express the loss and if at the same time it moves others I am delighted.
While we remember them, they never die.
Love
Grace
Wowww your Ladyship, you're a tough act to follow! These cinquains are so dreamily lovely ..your gentle words touch me like cool fingers on fevered brow .. soothing.
You sure have a gift, Grace,
Hugs,
Dolly
First Person Interview
Woman:
freckle speckled,
a rollercoaster ride
of various dyed hair moments
and emotions.
i wasn't sure about the colon.
Very well done, Jessica! .......... and what an interesting picture you paint of an equally interesting woman! Wonderfully achieved!
Let's see what I can come up with,
Blessings,
Dolly
Arch de Color
Cloudy,
few sunshowers,
gentle breeze cools the day,
puddles drying, kids back at play,
summer.
Ice cream,
chocolate cone,
ice tea and lemonade,
pot o' gold waits at the bottom,
rainbow.
Dear Larry,
Like ! Inspired me to write yours somewhat backwards - using your first and last words, inverted, as my last and first :
IN VERSION
Summer
clemently comes,
and will dry us all out;
damn showery April, inclemently
cloudy.
Rainbow
consolation
perhaps for wrecked picnic ?
"Be still" they all say, but soaked, hungry, still
I scream !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
HENNY PENNY'S GENETIC ENGINEERING
Pennies
fall from heaven,
blabs Gene, moon-struck lover;
More likely, the down-to-earth sky-views of
Henny !
Alan McAlpine Douglas
Spring Buzz
He flew,
sipping nectar
and tasting the sweet bliss
in soft, open arms of petals'
perfume.
Bunnies,
hopping around,
started with only two,
my, how they multiply so fast,
mirrors.
Cottontail is
hopping your way with eggs
and candy of pastels bringing
Easter.
To Feel Like a Woman
Perfume;
rain showers mist
upon my bare shoulders.
I smell my sexy, natural
fragrance.
:pharoah2
Output
Past month
mind was a blank,
ideas come and go; slow,
jumbled, erratic, make no sense,
no words.
Looks to me like there ARE words dear Zeus!
Good ones too!
snow white
wakes sleepily
as morning melts away
night’s gently patterned lace to form
her boughs
© Daniel J Ricketts 29 June 2004
Thanks, m'Lady!
All my silly practice occasionally produces something of lasting value... even if it melts from all memory.
sharin' deLight, Daniel
sum daze
some days
it doesn't pay
to get up earlier...
besides, I’m not on the payroll
weekends
© Daniel J Ricketts 29 June 2004
HALF-FREE
Weekends
not on payroll -
my wish fulfillment -
wish I had forgotten to set
the clock ....
Alan McAlpine Douglas
weekend
time, 'n' I haff
ta put on green 'n' brown
an' scoot on ta that armory
for drill
have love to give
and will accept it too,
then you'll have learned to truly live...
so do.
Lovely thought... and wistful rhyme too. Nice, Sue!
sew dew
upon our grass,
fair Miss't of Morning Light;
each blade shall drink to thee ere sun
lapse dawns
© M Lee Dickens’ son 18 July 2004
delightful Daniel...love this...fair Miss't of Morning Light :pharoah2
for all cowboys,
delivered with a grin...
It's never wise to squat down when
in spurs.
for all cowboys,
delivered with a grin...
It's never wise to squat down when
in spurs.
I'm pleased that you enjoyed that, FM!
fair miss't
spills morning dew
in sheets on fallow ground
where life now ripples quietly
awake
© M Lee Dickens’ son 27 July 2004
P.S. I meant also to mention that you offer excellent advice for cowboys who exercise that first step towards farming that fallow ground: squatters' rights.
yellow
buttoned daisies
pout from ivy blanket
along lily-lined cobbled walk
from beach
© Daniel J Ricketts 02 Aug 2004
I'm not sure I like this form..It seems so brief.
~Choices~
By Cathy Bollhoefer
Choices
This way or that
do I say yes or no
many directions to choose and
I'm lost
may be captured
with feeling in cinquains;
muse haiku in cinq lignes anglaises
set free
It's Time
Amuse
yourself dear words
you cannot evade it.
Your time will come to assemble:
written.
is everything,
leaving me with nothing;
why do I always seem to write
off-beat?
© Daniel J Ricketts 25 Jan 2005
Keeping Company
Oh' yes,
taken to bed,
younger, not by a lot,
exciting, libidinous, sexy,
my book.
Country Fair
Midway
concessions: rides,
subs, ribs, cotton candy,
paradise of foods, eat your fill.
Heartburn !!!!
heart burn
overcomes sense
when hungry eyes alight
where lust laughingly magnifies
longing
© Daniel J Ricketts 16 May 2005
thinking
outside the box:
eye teeth hang up on tongue
while molars grind on… aging wisdoms
lose sight
© MLee Dickens’son 29 Nov 2004
piglet
who built with sticks
teamed with boy who cried wolf;
produced long-running Pink Panter
series
© MLee Dickens’son 18 July 2005
embrace
your pocketbook
orthodontically
smiling as the bite’s put on you;
budge it
© MLee Dickens’son 18 July 2005
proud of oneself
on the inside as much
as your outer appearance is...
lovely!
a head
that’s been confused
has had it made quite clear
and knows enough to get off what’s
behind
© Daniel J Ricketts 28 August 2005
Resolve
to invest time
sharing the love of words
sculpting, refining as we learn
to write.
Hey Lori,
I love the idea of presenting resolutions as poems. This one is well done. I hope to see some more resolutions blossom into Cinquains...
What I like about this one is L3/L4 focus on the foundation of MM and for the reader that would be reading this without background would clearly see the building up of wordsmithing and resolutions toward honing the poets skills and knowledge.
I thought, perhaps L1, could be better served without a repeat of the title. The title here is perfect and most fitting to stand well on its own. Revealing for the reader the idea of resolutions.
A quick thought could be...
Resolution one
Invest
my timely worth,
sharing the love of words
sculpting, refining as we learn
to write.
Just a thought. Of course I think you can do find much more valuable word choices. Big hugs... I love it!
Resolve
to invest time
sharing the love of words
sculpting, refining as we learn
to write.
Hi Liz and a very HAPPY NEW YEAR to you!
I love what you've done to this one! You have hit it right on the head with your assessment. :pharoah2
my timely worth,
sharing the love of words
sculpting, refining as we learn
to write.
Shall we go for number two?
BIG MOET HUGS!
Lori
I am glad you liked the suggestion. On to 2...
I think I will choose a form and begin doing my resolutions too.
Hugs, and HAPPY NEW YEAR!
since it is cold
when all that sharers do
is hold their stock response inside
their chest
in vain
Lazarus tried
to figure out the date
when Jesus raised him... then he heard
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2011:35-43&version=NASB
March fourth?
I guess that means
there were at least three more
behind that rock inside the tomb
with Laz!
This looks like fun. Probably much harder than it looks. Here is my first one!
Insects
Fastidious
Cleaning mankind’s garbage
Earth cannot exist without them
Eating
Might this play on a word be construed to be a Cinquain?
Anti
Disestablish
Mentarianism
Is a very long word against
Doctrine
Larry
doctrine:
men tarryin'
over Biblical facts
until they've figured out what can't
be known
Tarry:
Loitering by
anything of interest
when it has nothing to do with
working
working
is a time-waste
when the spring wind whispers
Come on out and enjoy the sun-
kissed maid
Kissing
danger arrives
when spring maids meet you with
obicularis orifice
puckered
tuckered
he goes lounging
in his back-yard pool
watching birds and hoping they don't
drop in
droppin's
by the billions
fall from the sky each day
i'm glad birds don't pool their efforts
on me
Larry!
don’t flies
find flatulence
is for whom the bell tolls
when food seems to fall from the sky
man? Uh…
Manna
meant "What is it?"
but unlike gull droppings
was certainly a great deal more
tasteful
SUPERPOO
The cows
truly earth-bound;
but with one leap they're free
is it a bird, is it a plane
oh poo ....
Alan
Dear Daniel,
Not TOTAL disregard - mine is an answer to yours, but it is so long since I have been here that the rule of using the last word to start had escaped my holey memory.
Love
Alan
Gentlemen, please! Let us all get back on track. After all, threads do tend to unravel sometimes.
Daniel’s thread...
tasteful
evaluations
are dependant upon
a majorities’ opinion-
insects
Alan’s thread...
Oh! Pooh
Would not enjoy
Such repast. Or would he?
What of honeybees who all do
Bee do?
And again, Daniel’s
in tree
where most birds build
their homes and procreate.
a bird makes do with a nest and…
Eggs it.
Please pick one for the continuance of our repartee (or use all three if you want)!
Larry
insects
be-do-be-do
o'er pee and poo at tree
left tastelessly by dog before
eggsit
Daniel, I didn’t mean to use all three at once but you seem to have done so and I would add, very well!
Exit
Stage right and left.
Fielding and phrasing parts
with a plausible play on words
mingled.
Mingled
mixed together
or comingled, even
until parting such sweet sorrow
today ....
Alan
Today
and yesterday
float by on time's river;
wishing they could be tomorrow
again.
a gain
could be a loss
when it's your body weight;
take it from me: what's lost is far
too great
Too great…
a misnomer
of epic proportions
exceeded only by the term
enough.
ENOUGH
sounds like ROUGH
but distinguished from THROUGH
THOROUGH OUGHT to toss our minds in
the TROUGH
The trough
Sows sough and cough
Dough grows on bough and hough
Plough the clough and the soil will slough
Ugh - ly
Ugh! Lee
or Halladay
or Hamels is the choice
if you face Philadelphia's
http://philadelphia.phillies.mlb.com/index.jsp?c_id=phi
Phil lies!
He does not make
the best cheesesteak sandwich.
Vilotti-Pisanelli rolls
make it.
EVEN BETTER THAN 'ENGLISH' BREAKFAST
Make it
the best ever
sliced steak, fried onions
in french stick with sesame seeds
for me
Alan McAlpine Douglas
(in memory of Mary'd 'Gullivers' food van on A22 near East Grinstead)
Former
purveyors of
different sandwiches
add an olive or twist to it.
More please!
NO PRESSURE
'More pleas !'
The whip threatened;
the executioner
needs input, to know precise blade
pressure ....
Alan
Press your
neck in the slot.
See the empty basket?
It depicts what you have given
in life.
inn life
can be hollow
between the travelers
with no one around to impress
to death
STRUCK DUMB
Too deaf ?
Not possible,
when one is confronted
with the cacophony today's
youth likes ....
Alan
Sorry Alan, I am a bit late in replying to Daniel's post and want to comply with the parameters of this thread so I have answered both entries and concluded mine with the same ending. Hope you don't mind!
Daniel's
To Death…
a harsh sentence
or a macabre tribute;
unless you aren’t the one being
toasted
and Alan's
Youth likes
and their dislikes
in music and volume
prove decibels still leave your ears
toasted
Larry
A TOAST : MAN'S INHUMANITY TO MAN
Toasted
marmaladed
consumed in bite-size chunks;
who'd be a slice of steam-cooked dough-
white bread ?
Alan McAlpine Douglas
PS Larry - Do not mind in the least - even if you had not done one to mine !
White bread:
A glutinous
mass of pulverized wheat;
leavened, bleached, made palatable…
barely!
barley
is great in soup
adding a hearty taste
especially to a rich beef
gravy
Gravy
with sausage bits,
poured over hot biscuits…
Stop! All this talk of food makes me
hungry.
THE GOULASH TO END ALL GOULASHES
Hung'ry
and Austria
together were Empire
but made a right goulash of things
world war
Alan McAlpine Douglas
whirled door
confuses folks
who have never seen one
and simply want to get into
the store
P.S. ... and Alan, I'm not all that hungary; I just broke fast at the Green Olive (which is owned by Turks) in Hopewell.
Ms. Pelled Bow Teak
Thus tore
awl weighs opined
their close fitchew bettor,
imp lying summer much chi purr
‘Nuthers
hiss staria
mothers
must sit a spell
to stare at the letters
focused on by misdirected
pupils
Pupils
myopically
grope for enlightenment;
illumination enters those
open.
upon
a midnight clear
a bird with outstretched wings
dared asking me to give my name:
"who? who?"
“Who’s who?”
the preacher said.
That’s one thing I must know.
The vows are different for each
gender!
gander
is just a goose
who happens to be male;
a gosling happens once he's goosed
the hen
He then
must be cautious
on special holidays.
When hungry, farmers might take a
gander.
Brrrrr
Gander's
in Newfoundland.
I flew there once via
Reykyavik, Iceland where it
was cold
Alan
Was scold
the best response
for the teacher to make
correcting a student’s valid
question?
Who reads
the meanderings
of poet’s pointless prose?
Who cares about self expression?
We do!
wee dew
upon the rose
glistening in the sun
reflects upon the gardener
who sweats
Who sweats
over roses
in the heat of the day
shares his self in their beauty and
perfume.
perform
menial tasks
in the name of the Lord
and your labor will never go
for naught
SPOILER
Forethought -
it kills hindsight
making it redundant.
But we will not bother with that
kills games
Alan
Kill gore
was everywhere;
more than just a visit
he spread little pieces of joy
thinly
TOGETHERLY
Thinely,
it is all yours
minely, I claim the prize
togetherly, we two can share -
perfect
Alan
prefect's
prefecture
postured preposterous
protuberances publicly
pre-picked
Pre-picked
proboscises
prevent personal phlegm’s
precipitously plummeting
prospects.
spectres'
silver snaking,
slithering stealthily,
seems sneakingly superhuman
sometimes
Anguished
apparitions
appear anywhere as
an awful anathema and
alarm.
or
Ghosts groan,
gesticulate,
gregariously go
gallivanting. Genuinely
gruesome!
grew some
pink potatoes
and yellow tomatoes;
white meat, red beans and purple squash
made stew
Maid’s too
bushed to help out.
You grew it, you stew it!
She’s jest not into off-colored
veggies.
TIGHT SPOT
Wedgies -
so popular
the undergarment wheeze
amongst under-matured children/
bullies
Alan
Bull lease
is the best way
to keep your cows happy.
Like a gigolo, he’s there for
moo-lah.
DID THE EARTH MOO FOR YOU, HONEY ?
Moo-moo,
laa-laa, sings cow
to favourite cow-boy
out on the range, anything goes
tonight
Alan
two knights
chiseled corners
on their oblong table
but failed in all attempts to make
it round
It’s round
and sticks so far
out of your pajamas
that when questioned, some minds won't think
of necks.
he necks
in pajamas
but prefers to remove
them to give himself more freedom
to twist
Twisting
in the wrong place
may not be conducive
to freedom if anything else
occurs.
SEEK THE MEAN
Acres
of your freedom
are as much resented
as the opposite : an excess
of stops
ALan
F-stops
in cameras
can be eye-openers
but may also cause a picture
blackout
Out back,
in the deep woods,
cameras may limit
the eye’s perspective when nature
comes near.
come sneer
when Larry falls
flat out on his buttocks
when his grandchild approaches him
smiling
Sliming
is atrocious
unless you are a ghost.
Then it’s sewer to be very
funny.
phony
Facebook message
can turn one upside-down
and send a lie on journeys that
destroy
GOLD STANDARD
The Troy
ounce once buried
totally forgotten
a quite mythical gold standard :
Schliemann
Alan
Conch quest…
A ritual
after each hurricane;
finding souvenirs, shells and shores
empty.
Up there
lie empty shells
interred beneath the snow.
Waiting to ride one more wave through
time's tides.
Time's tides
wait for no man
to bay at silv'ry spoon
borne ancestrally in his mouth
by Mum
Alan
buy Mum
some rapt roses
to remind her of love
she was used to folding in arms
now weak
No week
should pass me by
without exercising
my muse, amusing or not, with
vigor.
vulgar
is not the muse
you ought to let stir you...
lest parts of you that you don't like
rise up
Rye’s up
on the top shelf
because 12 year old Scotch
is smoother and has a lot more
flavor.
favor
a 12-year-old?
is that legal for Scots?
it sure ain't here in the good ol'
US!
You es-
chew while you ob-
fuscate meaning with
flippant circumlocutions
of truth.
Using
misperceptions
with periphrastic phrase
offers no substantiation
of truth
SPIN OFF
Off-Truth
a government
department committed
to everything but the truth;
spin off
Alan
A CYNIC'S VIEW
Spin offs
like toys and games
and computer shoot-em-ups
are the real reason for movies
for kids
Alan
Fork Ids
and knife egos.
Legislators should base
decisions on promises to
voters.
voters
are de-voted
when they are disallowed
because of technicalities
made-up
Made up
like hanging chads,
the clowns in power smile
when they win. Perhaps de-votees
should hang.
shouting
gets you noticed
but not in a good way
so if you want to get your way
whisper
Whispers
of meshing gears
happen when they are greased.
Making lots of noise keeps teeth from
grinding.
grunting
is the chief means
of my grandson's telling
that he's hungry or is filling
his pants
His paints
run together
to form a dark mural
of indescribably bad taste
and smell
anvils
make good doorstops
unless you stub your toe;
be careful not to place your foot
in mouth
In mouths
of great rivers,
the detritus of life
is chewed and then swallowed by the
oceans.
HOLLYWOOD HYPE
Oceans,
count to seven.
One hears nasty rumours
that there are in fact eleven
or twelve ....
Alan
R-12
refrigerant
depletes the Earth's ozone.
Dichlorodifluoromethane
is bad.
Is Bad
the real problem
or is it the person
who comes to embody the beast
so named?
Son aimed
to save mankind
with words of His wisdom
but their hearts and minds were filled with
themselves.
Them's elves,
said Santa's host
at his busy workshop.
They's been workin' around the clock
... all weak!
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