Today a found a treasure trove of poetry. My friend Faith shared with me a notebook of poems written by her mother, Verdun Rose Griepp, back in the 1930’s. I was surprised and pleased to find that some of the poems were written in the form of cinquains. Verdun has passed away, but Faith gave me permission to share the cinquains here.

 

Et Me

 

Ah life,

Deep mystery

Which no one understands …

I have never been understood

Either.

 

Unrequited Love

 

Her heart

Raced on swiftly –

Pulse beat furiously –

But his remained oh, so very

Normal!

 

Cinquains

 

Cinquains

Are fun and I

Never cared much for work!

So I now compose only

Cinquains!

 

If you have a poem that you’ve written lately or a long time ago and would like to share it, email me at rochesterauthor@hotmail.com. I’d love to post your work.