Cinquain Train

ddgryphon · Nov 4, 2006

I don't
but then again,
often I can't stop from
doing or not doing again
confused

Beyondian · Nov 4, 2006

Confused
Shaking alone
And wondering if dreams
Are really worth all they demand
From Me

Angelinity · Nov 4, 2006

from me
it has to flow
chipping at the granite
i send secret mystical streams
to you

kborsden · Nov 5, 2006

to you
my only you
the light in my darkness
my shining morning star of life
daughter

ddgryphon · Nov 5, 2006

daughter
all smiles and joy
every moment you grow
further from any need of me
love, dad

kborsden · Nov 5, 2006

"love, dad"
read his letter
the one he wrote before
his final words that told me how
to be

moblues · Nov 5, 2006

To be
here before you
is victory itself.
To stand here, with my heart exposed
is love.

kborsden · Nov 5, 2006

is love?
or is it not?
could it be that we've lost?
or maybe that we have just found?
regret

Jayne · Nov 5, 2006

regret
sings a sad song
but I've always been a
sucker for old leonard cohen;
passion

moblues · Nov 5, 2006

Passion
is it a play?
I never thought it was.
Yet I've been stripped threadbare before
I'm lost.

moblues · Nov 6, 2006

I'm lost
Where have I gone?
I'm holding, hugging a lamp-post
true friend.

ddgryphon · Nov 6, 2006

I'm lost
Where have I gone?
(Stumbling in the dark night

I'm holding, hugging a lamp-post
true friend.

Forgot the 6 syllable line.

ddgryphon · Nov 6, 2006

True friend
your smiling face
hides nothing, but glows hope.
If others could only manage
as you.

kborsden · Nov 7, 2006

as you
just as you are
no disguise or costume
just the way you always have been
as me

Jayne · Nov 7, 2006

as me
we were just fine
but then you had to pop
my voice up as you instead
of me.

no offense anyone who might have dissociative identity disorder.

Dee · Nov 7, 2006

As me
Only as me
All I ever can be
To expect more is a folly
Selfish

kborsden · Nov 7, 2006

selfish
to hide away
keeping it from the rest
holding it only for yourself
buried

moblues · Nov 7, 2006

Buried
in a corn field
shotgun blast to the head.
Who cares, I was never pretty
I'm dead.

kborsden · Nov 8, 2006

I'm dead
dead to the world
but alive in my head
visions swim and dance forever
undone

ddgryphon · Nov 8, 2006

undone
lost, bewildered;
dimness at vision's edge
too long a pause between my breaths,
fading

Godfather · Nov 8, 2006

fading
my tragic li'l
drawing on the window
of the train, the midnight express.
it's gone.

kborsden · Nov 8, 2006

it's gone
is no longer
it never really was
but what was it in the first place?
confused

dahmnait · Nov 8, 2006

Confused.
A state of mind
I willingly accept.
Or not, I think. Well maybe, I
suppose.

Ok, not great, but not too bad for my first try. It's quite different from haiku.

kborsden · Nov 8, 2006

suppose
I'm better off
better off without you
but it still hurts so much to say
goodbye

Godfather · Nov 8, 2006

goodbye
pretty lady,
i'm sick of you by now.
your whining, your love has gotten
to me

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