Post by mysticbluebell on Sept 26, 2007 7:21:47 GMT
The Cinquain is a short, unrhymed poem consisting of twenty-two syllables distributed as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, in five lines:
THE PATH
Grey shells
on walk, fresh spread
for summer's tourist surge,
await, as for a million years,
my tread.
Shade Tree
The oak
in my backyard
holds twisted rope and wood
and knows the name of every child
that swings.
THE PATH
Grey shells
on walk, fresh spread
for summer's tourist surge,
await, as for a million years,
my tread.
Shade Tree
The oak
in my backyard
holds twisted rope and wood
and knows the name of every child
that swings.
