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Cinquain Goodbye Poems | Cinquain Poems About Goodbye
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Of dew on grass
Descended the dense dusk
The flock of black geese returned home
28 May 2017 for John Anderson's
Cinquain Express Train Contest
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
the final word
thoughts of never again
prompt emotional expression
fall upon the earth like spring rain
awakening new growth
reach for the sun
This poem is not a true cinquain, but loosely follows the cinquain format. The fifth line is used as a transition or mirror for the two parts of the poem.
Copyright © Frank Polgar | Year Posted 2014
On the altar
Left for her by family
They will never forget today
Copyright © Vernette Hutcherson | Year Posted 2007
The Long Goodbye,
Alzheimer’s cruel grip
will not release his gentle mind.
He does not know me and still he remains
ever trapped in the long goodbye.
June 12, 2017
For contest: New Form, The Bell
Sponsored by: John Anderson
Copyright © Dean Wood | Year Posted 2017
Knocking in mind
Memories of the past
Blowing them with a goodbye
For Cinquain Express Train Poetry Contest
Sponsored by John Anderson
Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron | Year Posted 2017
Get over it
The train horn is shrieking.
All aboard; it's time to move on,
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2017
This busted broken body-
is not me alying here.
I’ve gone quickly on to Exodus.
You need not shed a tear
Past wrinkled steel and busted glass;
past smoke and pain and fire,
Myself left quickly in the night.
Our Lord did lead me higher.
The ground will hold my broken shell,
but just like my old suit.
It fit me well and good awhile.
Then I outgrew it by a foot!
I need not that used suit.
I need no body now.
My spirit soars amid the stars
with a soft and sparkling glow.
By Annette Gagliardi
*Published in “Awaking to Sunshine” summer of 2000, a Poetry.com publication.
Copyright © Annette Gagliardi | Year Posted 2017