They're Coming
This is a series of cinquains, short five line poems with a syllable pattern of 2,4,6,8,2. hope you enjoy! **they're coming** zombies, the living dead. risen up from the grave to eat the flesh of the living. hurry!
Poems for Joseph Jackal
cinquain form when you flatten, you're like a boss or when you mold someone into something more i take pleasure as i spy though you can be scary, i want to cry but i won't, lest i be a mat upon your floor an attempt at a sonnet when you
A Cinquain
Dragons Glow out at me Like a beacon of hope They guide me in the time of dark To light