Originally posted on Ron Lanham Writing: These are a few American cinquain.? I like the rhythm of these. *Some harsh language* ? Hello Girl my old friend How are you, I am fine Do you recall the love we shared Me too ? In there You will find it How much do you require Take…Continue reading “Lanham Cinquain”
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CoffeeIn the morningSo grand, lending a handWaking me up, refreshing tooYes please
Laundry, stout and boldFresh, warm and clean, folded tooHappiness abounds
Gray sky above usRain gently falling, aroundPeaceful though, truly
In flightDreams rise aboveHigher, soaring and brightMaturing, or fading awayReach out
The ship broken, slowly and surely sinks into the frigid waters of the north sea. As he is pulled under, the icy water filling his lungs, Samuel’s thoughts are of his visions. Knowing this time would come, for as long as he can remember. It proves to be as dramatic, painful, premature and as finalContinue reading “Final”
Nothing Witty, nor wise For to offer today Perhaps tomorrow, maybe not Alas
FunctionWe do, each dayNo choice but to move onBringing the best we have to giveAll ways
Lest we do fall
SunderLest, we do fallIn that unhappy placeBitterly in despair, no loveApart
How might love go?
You’ve heard it said, happily ever after.Truth is, that is the hardest to find.How might love go? Where can we find clues?In the hard hitting guitar of the blues.Or the sweet, mournful sound of a well travelledCountry song. How might love go?