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JULY 26, 2010 4:15AM

The Four Seasons (A Collection of Cinquains)

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A Summer’s Day

 

Sunshine

Beckons me out

To play and live life full

The sea is where I go to dance

And feast

 

Autumnal Fall

 

The leaves

Twist gold and red

And drift like butterflies

To earth, settling on crisp, cooled ground

A shawl

 

 

 

A Winter's Morn  

 

The mist

Like clouds of wool

Blankets the town below

And hides her from my eyes till noon

Then leaves

 

Springtime Serenade

  

Birds tweet

And bees busy

While flowers sprout and bloom

To chorus a joyous welcome

Life's tune

 

 

 

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About the Cinquain

From Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cinquain:

The cinquain form was invented by the American poet Adelaide Crapsey, inspired by Japanese haiku and tanka.[1]

In her 1915 collection titled Verse, published one year after her death, Crapsey included 28 cinquains.[2]

Crapsey's cinquains utilized an increasing syllable count in the first four lines, namely two in the first, four in the second, six in the third, and eight in the fourth, before returning to two syllables on the last line. In addition, though little emphasized by critics, each line in the majority of Crapsey cinquains has a fixed number of stressed syllables, as well, following the pattern one, two, three, four, one. The most common metrical foot in her twenty-eight published examples is the iamb, though this is not exclusive. Lines generally do not rhyme. In contrast to the Eastern forms upon which she based them, Crapsey always titled her cinquains, effectively utilizing the title as a sixth line.

The form is illustrated by Crapsey's "November Night":[3] 

Listen...
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees
And fall.

The Crapsey cinquain has subsequently seen a number of variations by modern poets.

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I originally posted these separately as I wrote them today but, now they're completed, I thought it perhaps easier and more appropriate to combine them here as a collection. Thank you to all who visited and commented on the earlier posts. I did so appreciate your wonderful and very generous comments. With all my heart, I thank you.
cinquains
like i did'nt
have enough to make me
crazy little kate says write me
cinquains
and then
I couldn't even
find the right place for the
apostrophe in didn't is
n't it
Kim: Hi! But 'tis not I who says "Write me cinquains!" (Although I would love you to do so!) I believe 'twas Bluish Mood who asketh!
Nicely done, Kate. You capture each season. I like the leaves as shawl and the evanescence of the mist. But I didn't know that birds were so tech-savvy and trend-following that they would tweet . . . .
These all are very lovely and catch the spirit and passion of each season. Well done mate! R-
Very evocative. Nicely done.
Thanks for sharing these...
I love this collection--each small verse reflects its subject so perfectly.
Inquisitive Canuck: Thank you! (Can you keep a secret? These are my first Cinquains - they're new to me too!)

Pilgrim: Thank you so much, my friend! And, yep, gotta watch out for those birds ... they've been so far ahead of their time for so long now it's just not funny! They invented 'tweeting'!

Dave: Thank you. Cheers mate! You're blood's worth bottlin'!

Ladyslipper: It's so nice of you to say so! Thank you.

Patrick: It was my pleasure!

sophieh: To receive such a wonderful comments, like yours, is very inspiring indeed. Thank you.
As usual, you are Miss Poet! I enjoyed these and also enjoyed reading what a cinquain is. I don't think I've ever learned about them before.
I love these Kate. What a wonderful idea. My favorite is Winter's Morn with the line
Like clouds of wool
Blankets the town below
I studied poetry long ago and decided then and am reminded of the discipline it takes to write said poetry. I have no discipline regards writing. These are wonderful expressions.
patricia: I'm so glad you enjoyed them! Thank you! I'd love it if you might try to write one too!

trilogy: Thank you, my friend. I can always count on you to be here with wonderful words of encouragement!

Marty's Husband: I'm not too sure that I am very disciplined but I am so glad you enjoyed them. Thank you for coming here to read.

Mark: Thank you!
wish i could give you a rate for each wonderful one. together they're brilliant! r