Two Cinquain Poems

Last writing group until the fall. Sigh. Here are two cinquain poems I wrote.

Crispy, crunchy
Chewing, swallowing, savoring
A taste of fall


Windblown, wild
Deep, majestic, beautiful
Bowing to the ground


2 thoughts on “Two Cinquain Poems

  1. Yes, mine too. More like prostrate on the ground. Still, I thought “bowing” sounded a bit more poetic than “waterlogged”. 😉 I was inspired by the amazing peony display they have at the Chinese Gardens.

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