To what I Owe
Golden rays that shine bright.
Never before shall darkness keeps
Why must we hide?
Why burden to the light?
Why does fear disturb eternally
Such blind to see.
The follies of man’s fame
Can only bring utter ruin
What choice to hold?
Would time ease such harsh past
That shatter the balance of all
All base such tools
Each find comfort to gold
As they would scorn the helpless shun
Cinquain is a poetic form with a five line pattern. There are two types of Cinquain, each with different rules. The first one is the American Cinquain, following strict guidelines of syllables of 2, 4, 6, 8 and 2 and lines of 1, 2, 3, 4 and 1. The fifth line should have stresses. Hopefully it sounded alright to you. Or not.
An imagists work, inspired by Japanese Haiku and Tanka.
The other type is called Didactic Cinquain, that is mainly used for the young or old poets due to its simplicity. An informal form of poetry, which I find it sloppy and lazy in my books.
Unlike the American Cinquain, the Didactic goes as follows: first line is written as to a name of a subject with just one word. Second line follows a pair of words, third line on three and fourth on four. The last line, the fifth, single word, synonym to the poetry.
Like I said, I find the Didactic to be sloppy, but it doesn’t mean to be discourage about. If you can make good work on it then I’ll read it, through through.