Cinquains

A Book


A book
Well thumbed pages.
Portrayal set in print.
Times of happy relaxation.
Utter bliss.


A piano

Sweet sound
as fingers glide
over the black and white.
Healing the heart, soothing the soul.
Delight.


A Poem

A poem
Heartfelt and true
Inner thoughts and feelings
plucked from your mind.  They place your soul
on view.


Rain

Rainfall
It never stops
Heaven's tears descending
on a world that's lost it's battle.
Drip drop.


Why?

Why me?
Do you always
have to ask the question?
If I had the answer you'd know
why me!


Dry!

The pen,
the ink, the poet,
the paper laid out, blank.
I wrack my brain to fill it up.
I'm dry!