Jason - Nature

On the Writing

When Justin suggested we do something nature-y, I instantly thought of Haiku's, as a very traditional nature poem structure.  It wasn't quite what I was looking for.  The idea, though, a poem based in syllables or stresses, with less emphasis on rhyme and lending itself to thought fragments was what I was looking for.  Cinquains fit the bill.  There are several varieties, all with 5 lines and some variation.  The American varieties tend to be iambic with a rhythm of 2,4,6,8,2.  The version I opted to use is called a mirror cinquain, because it is actually a forward and then a backward cinquain stuck together to make a single 10 line poem.  My three, as titled, are for seasons.  I would be curious to see what you would write for the forth.

Fall

Dry blades
Like whispering
A chanting children’s song
Music of curling wind and husks
Cast off
Decay
Makes vibrant orange and muted reds
The canopy explodes
On greying trunks
Until

Winter

Cool bite
Numb needling
Air wisps through loosened fist
Like ungrasped spirits fleeting free
Of Ice
Snowflakes
A dance of spins and crystal lace
Then caught on outstretched tongue
No taste just melt
Again

Spring

Bouquet
Of fresh cut lawn
The recalled squeals of hope
Are thoughts adrift on fragrant twists
Refreshed
Like rain
Which bathe the seeds in soil nests
And cause green shoots to inch
Awakened sun
At last