Cartwheel – a cinquain

Because
When he smiles my
Insides do a cartwheel
Tumbling off the edge into skin
Shivers

Messy Rooms and Bike Rides (NaPoWriMo #5)

Photo by Yoshiko Kato

Messy
Books, bags, slippers,
Sprawled and scattered on floor
Sight unfit for eyes of guests, but
It’s home.

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Biking
Breezy, fun
Rolling, gliding, whizzing
Downhill with no pedals
Flight

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I remember learning how to write a cinquain in elementary school, but not the kind described on the NaPoWriMo website. So I tried my hand at the original American cinquain and the more ‘juvenile’ didactic cinquain. The first is syllabic, the second counts words; they were fun to think up so I wrote two today.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead