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Cinquain Fear Poems | Cinquain Poems About Fear

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Nyctophobia Darkness instant horror huge demon cannibals hell's voracious toothy monsters devour Sandra M. Haight ~NA~ Contest: In 5 Lines Or Less #1 Sponsor: Skat A Judged: 11/07/2015
========================================= Nyctophobia is a phobia characterized by a severe fear of the dark. Those afflicted may fear that there are monsters lurking in the dark or ghosts that can attack them.

Copyright © Sandra Haight

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Bedtime At Grandma's

Small one
Playing is done
And your bedtime has come.
Wind is moaning
rafters shifting.
Inside closets 
ghosts are sniffing.
Dare not move. Dream you fly.
Sun in your eye

Butterfly Cinquain

Gene Bourne.

Copyright © Gene Bourne

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He Waits

                    She hopes

                Knowing he's there
                Is it love , or affair

         Heart over mind wins overtime

                      He waits

           Visual 4

Copyright © Bev Smith

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Hear Me

Hear me
Speaking to you
My words fly to the stars
You do not try to capture them
They fall.

©Holly P. Moore
   December 2012

Copyright © HOLLY MOORE

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Send In The Clowns

faces smiling.
Maniacal laughter
echoing deep inside the head.

This poem was inspired by Cindy Sherman's Untitled #425, a chromogenic color print from 2004.  This print was seen at the Dallas Museum of Art, which is currently hosting a Cindy Sherman retrospective until June 9, 2013.

Copyright © Frank Polgar

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Pull the Wool Over My Eyes

Horror Movie

trembling  shaking
horrible spooky film
endeavour to watch silently


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A Mask To Hide The Truth To Hide The Lies To Hide Me

A Mask To Hide The Truth To Hide The Lies To Hide Me

I wear the mask of lies
I wear the mask of hidden truths
Together we create a dangerous reputation of deceit and heartbreak

I am sadness,hate,and fury
I am happiness,joy,and passion
Together we bring about great chaos

I am your deepest fear and regret
I am your greatest achievement and your biggest hope
Together we create the ties that bind us to others in our lives

I am burned and bruised
I am cover in hugs and kisses
Together we create hurt and promise death and unknown future

I was once happy 
I was once dead
I was once alive
I was once sad
I was once here
I was once there
I was once broken
I was once fixed
Today we wear a mask to hide the truth of or past or future and our present.
How I wish to free myself from this curse
Oh how I wish I could free you
But we share a mask one of pain and regret and guilt.
We have killed, we have lied,and we hurt
This is our mask this is our death this is us our mask of truth our mask to lies

Copyright © Marcedies Rhodes

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Idiotic nonsense
Woulda, coulda, shoulda
Pathetic apologies become reality

Copyright © Dustin Craig

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Distorted, impassioned
Feeling, wildly, burning
Fearful, consumes, hungers pain

Created on 12/24/14 for Dr. Mehta’s “Cinquain” Poetry Contest – Theme  - “LONGING”

Copyright © Earl Schumacker

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Bruised ego

Who cares?
Whom fares this sea?

See, hear the tongues lashing.
Forces clashing in every mind:
love blind

Copyright © Ross Thompson

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Randomling 11

Fury with a smoky tail
Eddies of destruction
Deceitful beauty, enchanting danger
Death sporting a makeover

Copyright © Mary Oliver Rotman

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ignites the sky
over the countryside
forming eerie colors and fear
in haze

Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

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It was the first nightmare I had awake
With chills,  fear replaced the blood in my veins
I searched for death and through the swiftest means
But death itself did cower so to flee
Far from the fiercest thing mankind had seen.

Copyright © Dominic Amezimi