#TankaTuesday – Butterfly Cinquain

Behold…

The grass
drenched with dew
waits for the orange glow 
daisies toss their heads with dahlias
bees drink
the potion of spring with fervor
I join the children who
catch butterflies
with zing.

***

Betrayal

Fiery
embers smolder
within my pristine heart,
desecrated by Trojan horse.
ash swarms,
asphyxiating my larynx.
shadows crawl around me.
shrouded in fog,
I drop.

© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. This week’s challenge is to experiment with synesthesia. Choose a syllabic form of your choice, and use at least two examples of synesthesia in your poem. (If two examples are too much, make sure you have at least one example of synesthesia in your poem).

I’ve written two Butterfly Cinquains. The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic titled poem with the pattern: 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2.

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34 thoughts on “#TankaTuesday – Butterfly Cinquain

  1. Both butterfly cinquain are fabulous, Balroop. I like the “ash swarm.” I love dahlias. This is stunning: “daisies toss their heads with dahlias.” I can see a floral celebration in a riot of color! 💜

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