Cinquain

One thought
carousels in
my mind. It won't retreat
until I resolve it. The the
next comes.

dawn 10/09/11

Five Cinquains on a Rainy Monday

1.
Mother
you gave me your
anger but never a
sign that approval was mine.
Failure.

2.
Hopeless
is not the right
antonym for hopeful. It
ought to be much stronger, as in
bereft.

3.
Daughters
can never be
sons, can never be men or
scions. Daughters are still only
girl things.

4.
Follow
the right path and
meet me in heaven. Or don't.
Your apathy is equal to
my pride.

5.
Wordless
people stretch their hands
out empty and snatch them
back filled with guilt, pity and love,
then run.


9/19/11 dawn

Cinquain

Again

Once more
we set upon
a path we did not choose.
We curse the pathmakers,
then go.


9/17/11 dawn