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POEM STARTER
Write a series of Cinquain poems exploring different emotions related to the same event.
A cinquain is a poem of 5 lines with a set structure. Use the basic American syllable structure across your five lines: 2-4-6-8-2
Writings
The sun It shines brighter My light in the darkness It is my hole to hold on to My sun
The sun Shrouded by clouds For it hides its true self Stays away from all the other stars Sad sun
The sun Brightly burning Scorching a canvas of skin Blistering Burning Dealing pain Mean sun
The sun Red orange yellow Beautiful hues and colors Pretty Bright Brilliant Nice sun
The sun Warm and lovely A hug on a cold day A remeinder of light in life Warm sun
CW for language, death, and unresolved relationships
You’re gone. I’m elated. It went on for too long. I can’t believe it’s actually Over.
You’re gone. It’s for the best. But you never said sorry. And now I’m sat here wondering What if?
You’re gone. I’m frustrated. You likely never cared. But I sit and I seethe that you Escaped.
You’re gone. But you’re not gone. Because you won’t go away. All I do is think of what was And cry.
You’re gone. There’s no closure. You didn’t try to call. If you had I’d probably say “Fuck you”
You’re gone. Is it better? Has the world felt you go? Or is it just me whispering “goodbye”
Happy Funny Entertaining Really interesting always so fun and super cool Happy
Surprised Oh wow! Just look at that Or this, there is a lot That is shown and could be made known Surprised
Grateful For all All the things on For me to use and do It is a service and pleasure Grateful
Amused Hey, Look! Look at this link To this pretty weird site I think I will click on this link Amused
Shocked Wait, what? Like, what is that? The CIA is evil? From a patriotic devil? Shocked
Amused Oh, hey! What about this link? To see a lot of toons Do many types of things and such Amused
Disturbed Oh, God! What is that mom That kid, that very old man Doing with Hagrid and Marge? Disturbed
Amused Oh, look Another link To a very sweet site That anyone can enjoy, Twitter Amused
Confused Wait, wait This is racist? That is sexist and mean? Wait, no, but that was homophobic? Confused
Afraid Oh, what? What is it now? Another link? Oh, why? What is it? I feel kinda scared Afraid
Angered Really? Just-Just really? Political brain pills? Celeb foot toy? Learning gossip? Angered
Like, What? Lisa Her, that “Friends” girl Is an evil Bigfoot? This guy eats kids’ flesh and toys? Like, What?
Tired Just done Done with it all The crap from lies to porn Controversies and constant hatred Tired
Hopeful Well, yeah Yeah, it can suck It can really just suck But there is always hope, indeed Hopeful
Waiting Oh, yeah I will just wait Wait for something quite great Because I know that there will be Waiting
Alone Alone for now Though the future has hope Hope in finding a partnership A home
Comfy Cozy and warm All that you had wanted Everything in its place, but That itch
Wanting Forbidden fruit Only the devil knows Just how bitter it really is Uh-oh
Alone Alone again Just like you always were Nothing to be afraid of now Just you.
Writing the first:
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Eva’s tale:
I thought I would hear my heart I guess that left with you My ears are ringing- A new hallucination No doubt I'll hear your voice In every corridor and busy street
I can hear the flatline Every single night
I can feel your presence In every move I make My limbs attached to the cross with strings My puppeteer
Your ghost calls my mind home Your thoughts seep into mine You're the only figure I can see in my dreams Your smile is in the face of every stranger Your voice is in every song Every sound The blood in my eardrums The blood in....
The blood
Was I gonna say my heart? The ICU floor? The bathroom sink?
There's a lot of blood.
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Kathy’s tale:
And so Another one Does go, another one Bites the dust, another one from The throes
Let’s hope They would have liked The way you cry over their Legacy and forget their messages Of joy
And so Another one Does go, another one Bites the dust, another one our Minds rust
Just don’t forget Their face of disgust At the tears you lust
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Kathy:
HII THIS IS OUR FIRST POEM TOGETHER 💜💜 (In respect of R&R) MY GF AND I HAVE DECIDED TO MAKE AN ACCOUNT TO WRITE TOGETHER (and get me writing more I’m lazy ✨) HOPE YOU ENJOY 💜💜💜
well well well just got ahold of the acc this is Eva - Vv excited hope yall enjoy
People sit in church pews praying, singing, bringing flowers, reminiscing on his kindness,
endless love, his driving sense of community, his passion for helping others, his faith,
stories that family, friends tell eternize him, but they can’t replace his unique lifetime.
Skin I try to pretend it doesn’t get under my skin That I don’t itch for it to go away That I don’t let anything bother me That I can hold my temperament Saying that I don’t get angry or upset But I lie Everything goes under my skin Like there’s a big gaping wound that everything goes into Like there’s an entrance for issues And words And looks people give That get to me That carry spears to go for my heart While my brain tries to not freak out in front of everyone When inside it’s a hurricane I try to pretend I don’t care When I do I care a lot A lot more than I show I try to not let your comments get under my skin I try to reply with a quick comment back But I can’t think I can’t think of why you would say that In any given circumstance I’ve been called many other things I save them in my hidden album Things I don’t want to uncover But I’ll always remember And yet I don’t think I’ll ever understand Why you said it looks like I have an eating disorder Because that got under my skin Because it hurts me deep inside It hurts how you think that Why do you think that And it hurts how it will always get under my skin
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