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April Cinquins…..

May 4, 2013


It’s been a long time since I have written cinquains, but they are fun and sometimes pleasing little pieces of poetry.

Lady Nyo

APRIL Cinquains


like infant ghosts
fall mute on tender grass,
the wind rocks their woody cradles,
lulls them.

The moon,
passes quickly
through white clouds in black sky
and all around is the silence
of dreams.

The heat
of love wavers,
inconsistent sea tides.
Better the constancy of lust.

I dream
so many things.
Inarticulate lumps
grafted upon a life well worn,

Gasping for air
I surface in your lust
Swimming in this sea of desire,
I drown.

birds! I have not
metaphors for you yet.
Just awake, I shake sleep from eyes
gather thoughts and compose
poems round your
“Wake up!”

Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2013

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