Butterfly Cinquain Poems | Examples


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Premium Member Free Style Butterfly Cinquain


               Jeweled crown
         snatched from dark hair,
     white horse ran for the woods.
Shrewd princess now stripped, is naked.
                    Chin up,
you have nothing, but CAN rebuild. 
       When fairy tales crumble
            you swim that mote
                    free style.

Premium Member Feelin It Butterfly Cinquain

                    Feelin’
               it in my bones, 
 sometimes that’s all you need.
No huff and puff is stopping this,
                    fired up! 
Being left to build my own skills? 
            All but invincible!
               (Or so I’d like 
                   to think.)

Premium Member Rhymes Butterfly Cinquain

                 Nibbled
          or inhaled whole,
     rhymes feed weary spirits.
   One stanza wets the appetite.
                    Ugly
 tears are the mark of a good meal.
         Poems can be eaten,
                 satiating
                  hunger.


Premium Member Tangy Oh Butterfly Cinquain

               Go squeeze
            lemons and limes,
          taste the torrential tart.
   Let your knees buckle beneath you,
                    swiftly.  
  Pucker your lips perfect the twist,
         the tangy 'Oh' fills you 
               nutrient rich 
                 straight 'C'.

Premium Member Prime Spot Butterfly Cinquain

                   I’m off 
              to get closer,
   you know where to find me. 
Follow my voice to the front row!
                Prime spot!
 I want to catch all of the sweat
         flying off his jacket,
         feel the song pound 
                 my chest.

Premium Member Numbness Butterfly Cinquain

           Leaving 
      behind silence,
   it’s absence over ice;
I crave impassioned dynamite;
             Settle? 
We only get to do life once,
 don’t tolerate numbness;
     Bend the knee to
            wildfire.


Premium Member Informal Parley Butterfly Cinquain

                Magick,
          sly white rabbit
    burrowed inside a hat;
Desperate for a sweet carrot,
              he hides;
Within sanctimonious dwells
        a deadly illusion;
         Planned informal 
                 parley.

Premium Member Language of the Soul - Butterfly Cinquain

Prayer
is the language
of the soul, rooted in
the heart of God. Intended for
holy
intimacy, a sharing of
ideas, wants and needs.
Mutual love
expressed.

8/7/21

Conflicts

Those Worlds
                                          open their doors 
                                     to me for old answers,
                             dreams in new universes merge...
                                                I walk
                            as somebody I've always known,
                                 through unending conflicts
                                         of tangled mind,
                                               emerge..

9th May 2020
For Let the Pens Flow - Butterfly Cinquain Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Jenish Somadas
Winner: Third Place

Lineage ( a Butterfly Cinquain)

I speak
I am not heard
I cry you do not care
I scream into deaf ears until
you're grown
you're grown
in frustration your tears fall
you scream into deaf ear
your child -like you
I smile

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