Monday, May 15, 2006

 

AMERICAN CINQUAINS the form

It would appear that Adelaide Crapsey prioritised as follows;

Image/Thought ...... the inspiration behind the poem

Five line formStress sequence 1,2,3,4,1

Syllable sequence 2,4,6,8,2

Symmetry ............. Initial line capitals and English grammar throughout

Here are examples of each form Poetry posted is the copyright of Brian Strand 
England and may be used for educational purposes provided usual credit is shown Other Educational Poetry Blogs of mine are to be found here on blogspot by clicking my profile
  
AN AMERICAN CINQUAIN

AROMATHERAPY

Often
Kindnesses float
Like petals on a stream;
A fragrance that lingers within
The heart

A QUINTILE

Thermals
Drift,rising with
Brown buzzard ground circling
Silhouette shadowed before
Slaying

as

Darkness
Descending slow
Breaking out of the silence
Of the winter's night,a single
Owl screech

of

Hunger
Which haunts each dark
Hour,as coldness kills,thus
Does Nature's chain perpetuate
At night.


Quintiles are multiple American cinquains on a common theme
and are linked in sequence to form a longer poem.

Below are some of my examples of this form( copyright Brian Strand England),they may be used for educational purposes provided this site is acknowledged and an advice of use is emailed to bgstrand@hotmail.co.uk Contact this email for a list/prices of my chapbooks series of short poetic form

FOOD CHAIN

Thermals
Drift,rising with
Brown buzzard ground circling
Silhouette shadowed before
Slaying
as
Darkness
Descending slow
Breaking out of the silence
Of the winter's night,a single
Owl screech
of
Hunger
Which haunts each dark
Hour,as coldness kills,thus
Does Nature's chain perpetuate
At night.

RESERVOIR

Poplars,
Silhouetted
Against the rising moon;
Filled full of roosting cormorants,
Sleeping
as long
Shadows
Rippling between
Reflections of scudding clouds;
Where evanescent images
Settle.

PRECIOUS MOMENTS

Long days
Of August sun
Where nature blinks and shrinks
The drying grass,yellowed in sleep
Held fast.
as
Oat grass
Tinted old gold
Shimmers on tall green stems;
On a clear warm light of evening sun,
Back-lit.
the
Brimstone
Awakens,then
From each flower hovers
On the drying wind of the breeze,
Sun-lit.


LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT
We had
Met and conversed
A rapport on first sight
A chance meeting..to a life-times
Delight
that
Summer
Evening,silken
Long..an encounter of
Initiations together
Explored
as Desire
Welled within
Words became a promise
So sublime,a love now,and for
All time


copyright Brian Strand England

Other Educational Poetry Blogs of mine are
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also can be found

in my  poetic forms series on kindle

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