back then
my copper skin
a silken instrument
played sweet under his spellbinding
but now
my color’s drained, a limp gray scarf
crumpled, numb, forgotten;
left to dream of
back then
Butterfly cinquain form
Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says:
Use Eugi’s theme, the gray scarf to write your choice of syllabic poem.
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Excellent. Really felt this one 🦋
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Thank you, Paula ❤
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We all age 💜
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❤
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Oh yes. I could so easily picture this with your wonderful words. Beauty.
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❤
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The form really compliments your poem beautifully ❤
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AJ thank you. I chose the form first 🙂
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I love the butterfly cinquain form, and you got a nice photo to go with it.
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Thank you. That plant grew up on its own in my yard and seeing that beautiful little butterfly on it was a lucky find 🙂
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I love when Nature takes over the garden, always a beautiful surprise.
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So poignant
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Thank you, Sadje ❤
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You’re welcome
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I feel like this a lot!
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Sorry to hear it, Max!
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It’s all part of the aging process I guess.
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Lisa, this butterfly cinquain is fabulous. Visually, it really grabs our attention. Love this!
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Thanks much, Colleen.
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You’re so welcome. I love the cinquain forms. They are so versatile.
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I love how you used color to signify the change/continuation. The color drained in gray.
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Thanks much, Lisa.
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