#poetryforms
Chill breeze
Whispers through trees
Earth wears a frosty veil
Blankets of white, softly fall,
Winter's grace.
Crystals in the air,
Sparkling like diamonds bright,
Nature's repose, rests in silence,
Chill breeze.
Butterfly Cinquain “Seasons Cold”
Chill breeze
Whispers through trees
Earth wears a frosty veil
Blankets of white, softly fall,
Winter's grace.
Crystals in the air,
Sparkling like diamonds bright,
Nature's repose, rests in silence,
Chill breeze.
A gentle meditation on winter’s quiet beauty, this butterfly cinquain captures the hush of frost, drifting snow, and nature at rest. Its mirrored shape reflects the cycle of the season—cold breath, soft light, and the stillness that settles over the world.
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 4:29 AM UTC
"SUMMER'S FESTIVAL"
Laughter
Bubbling, joyous
Kites soaring through blue skies
Filling hearts with bright celebration
Delight
Sunshine
Warming, golden
Ray-kissed laughter dances
Children racing through green meadows
Radiance
Flowers
Blooming, vibrant
Petals splash colors wide
Bees buzz, weaving through blissful scents
Beauty
Nights
Glowing, starlit
Fires crackle, stories weave
Friends gather 'round, memories ignited
Magic
Joyful
Shimmering, free-spirited
Embracing the fleeting warmth
Endless days blend in sunlit dreams
Together
Laughter
Warming, golden
Petals splash colors wide
Fires crackle, stories weave
Joyful
Feb 7
Feb 7, 2026 at 4:26 AM UTC
Chill breeze
Whispers through trees
Earth wears a frosty veil
Blankets of white, softly fall,
Winter's grace.
Crystals in the air,
Sparkling like diamonds bright,
Nature's repose, rests in silence,
Chill breeze.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 5:09 AM UTC
In silence,
He stands alone,
Heart pounding like distant drums,
Courage battles fear within,
A soldier's breath.
Ghosts of doubt
Whisper in shadows,
Yet he tightens his grip tight,
The weight of honour, steadfast,
He moves forth.
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 5:05 AM UTC
Easter
Joyful, vibrant
Bunnies hopping, eggs hiding
Celebrating spring’s bright arrival
Springtime
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 5:02 AM UTC
Joyful
Twinkling, sparkling
Singing, laughing, sharing
Warmth, love, merry, cheer
Christmas
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 5:01 AM UTC
my gut’s opinion
warred with my love sick pining
surviving myself
(Senryū)
Fame
shines with
bright artificial light
in the valley of
narcissism.
(Elfchen)
A thesaurus
is a devilish
device
to soften maleficence
by the innocuous choice of ill.
(Cherita)
Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 10:55 PM UTC
I find this challenge daunting
one that I’ve not tried before
hope my efforts are not wanting
and that I get a decent score
My stress, oh lord, is mounting
instead of having spirits soar
Hope my efforts are not wanting
I’ve tied myself in knots galore
as this contest is so taunting
and has become a frightful chore
My stress, oh lord, is mounting
instead of having spirits soar
as this contest is so taunting
why did I make the challenge more
I didn’t set out to be vaunting
please help my rhyming I implore
My stress, oh lord, is mounting
instead of having spirits soar
I didn’t set out to be vaunting
oh! thank god I’m on verse four
with this exercise so exhausting
I'm quite sure I couldn't do one more
My stress, oh lord, is mounting
instead of having spirits soar
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 1:11 PM UTC