Robin, the poet, mentioned at one time something about writing poetry. We started with a Limerick. Somewhere, I think, somehow, I remember something about our next assignment being a Holiday Cinquain, sorta. In researching Cinquain, I find two different sets of rules. (RULES?) !! I can't even pronounce that word, Cinquain not rules, much less create something that follows detailed rules about the number of words and syllables per line. It would just be easier to rhyme something like...There once was a man from Willowtree...or maybe not...
One set says this: (Modified Cinquain)
Line 1: one word (subject or noun)
Line 2: two words (adjectives that describe line 1)
Line 3: three words (action verbs that relate to line 1)
Line 4: four words (feelings or a complete sentence that relates to line 1)
Line 5: one word (synonym of line 1 or a word that sums it up)
Another set of rules says this: (True Cinquain)
It is an unrhymed poem of 22 syllables.
Line 1: two syllables (1 word title: noun)
Line 2: four syllables (2 descriptive words: adjectives)
Line 3: six syllables (3 words express action)
LIne 4: eight syllables (4 words express feelings)
Line 5: two syllables (1 word: synonym for line 1)
Is that 22 ?
Now people, I'm all about following the rules. (**insert witch's cackle here**)
But, I've spent so much time researching this, my creative juices have stopped flowing.
This is the best I can do for now:
Blinking ? ...NOT !
Intertwined ! Tangled ! Knotted !
Where's that ONE bulb ?
__________ !!(one word expletive goes here-synonym for LIGHTS.)
There once was a blogger named Robin...