Hello Iris, it’s so good to see you again.
It seems so long since I last saw you, when
I thought you’d gone away for good.
Oh hello Daff, I see you’ve come to join us too.
How surprised and glad I am to see you!
I thought that last year you were dead!
Snow is falling all around –
there’s no birds, no cars, no sound.
No dogs are barking, no caterwauling,
Just lots of snow falling, falling.
I awoke to an intense brightness piercing through a chink in my curtains. I sensed the promise of a brilliant view, and as I opened the curtains to the cool white vista outside, a wondrous winter scene lay before me.
Everything sparkled. Jack Frost had visited overnight and painted my entire world white. Only the strangely tinged winding roadway provided tinted relief to the blanket of brilliant white. The haze in the distance merged into the milky sky, making the whole scene appear as if it never ended, and it all belonged to me for that moment. Oh how I wished I could paint!
brightening, rousing, warming,
Here comes Christmastide –
our tree is dressed and pretty,
logs stacked high by our fireside.
Tinsel and holly,
baubles, bells and mistletoe,
mean now we can all be jolly.
Warming, lifting, healing,
Ever welcome morning wonder –
Cinquain poem = 5 lines:-
1st line – a noun, 2 syllables
2nd line – 2 adjectives describing the noun, 2 syllables each
3rd line – 3 “….ing” words, 2 syllables each
4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables each
5th line – another word for the noun, 2 syllables