Showing posts with label cinquain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cinquain. Show all posts

Saturday, March 2, 2024

Cinquain for a Spring-Fevered Cat

The cat
seems fevered by
the warmth and light outside
his lair, this house. He yowls and runs around,
Spring-zinged.


Hans Ostrom 2024

Saturday, July 15, 2023

Treat It

Forty
thousand people
in the U.S. get shot
per year. Guns, guns, guns.
Symptomatic, I think, of an awful
disease. Oh, treat
it, please.


Hans Ostrom 2023

Saturday, May 27, 2023

The Burst

Garden's
green about to
burst into pink and red,
yellow, purple, lavender, white.
Late May.


hans ostrom 2023

Saturday, April 15, 2023

Hovering Sipper

I expanded the cinquain form here to 7 lines--a septtain? 2, 4, 6, 8, 6, 4, 2 syllables per line. Syllabics can be pleasurable--for the writer, at least--sometimes. 


Hovering Sipper

A hum-
ming bird, its back
iridescent green, its
gray wing-blur wrapping its body,
sips shots from the powder blue
rosemary blooms.
April.