Lightning
Bursting
out of a cloud,
it creates a channel –
tall trees nod and send sparks of love
a beam
puts up a spectacular show
sky suddenly lights up
scares some but
mirthful.
***
single
streak coruscates,
an incandescent beam
falls and stokes the light within me
My heart
clamors to resist, it pierces,
inflames dormant instincts
wrapping blanket
of love.
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to craft syllabic poetry. I’ve written two butterfly cinquains. The theme of the month (chosen by Sangeetha) is: The Nature of Lightning.
The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line. It uses the syllable count of the Crapsey Cinquain and then reverses it. The name comes from the butterfly shape it creates when centered on the page.
Image from: pixaby
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