My 1st Garland Cinquain
grass grows sways and rustles around the apple tree unripe fallen fruits lie about summer picnic blankets over fertile earth and pebbles families spend time together such fun laughter peals across lush gentle, rolling meadows children of all sizes cavort with joy bunnies bound playfully like dolphin calves over miles of vast turquoise expanses ripples sunlit sparrows gambol a lone feather floats down lands on luxurious carpet verdant grass grows blankets over gentle, rolling meadows miles of vast turquoise expanses verdant
#TankaTuesday
The above garland cinquain was written for Colleen M. Chesebroโs โTanka Tuesdayโ prompt: Poets were prompted to write syllabic poems inspired by the color โgreenโ.
Youโll receive bonus points if you donโt use the name: green. Youโll also receive bonus points if you can also incorporate a different meaning for the word green in your poem.
P.S. Green is my favorite color.
Let’s write poetry together!
When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.
–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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The Skeptic's Kaddish ๐ฎ๐ฑ 
you beautifully used the shades of green in gorgeous cinquains.
โค thanks, Jude! โค
Wonderful poem! I guess you are referring to a spring afternoon in a park.
๐ Elizabeth ๐
Wow, David, your poem is amazing. You took the challenge and ran with it. I love it! ๐
โจ๐๐ปโจ Gwen โจ๐๐ปโจ
Wonderful David and it came together beautifully in the final flourish…I love the garland cinguain but it takes skill and creativity to create.. loved it.
๐ค Thanks, Sally ๐ค
This brought a smile to my face. Full of beautiful images and moments, David.
๐๐ D. L. ๐๐
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Come on summer, Ben is calling๐.
So vivid I can see and feel the images here. Very nicely done Ben.
Pat
Thanks so much, Patโฃ๏ธ
BTW, please feel free to call me ‘David’ because that is my first name. The word ‘ben’ means ‘son of’ in Hebrew, and my father’s name was ‘Alexander’. I created this blog in his memory.
Sincerely,
David
Ooh! That’s good to know. Ok David. Thank you.
๐ค Pat ๐ค
Very well done David! It flows so deliciously lush …. and a poem within a poem, bravo! Makes me feel like my head is spinning, you know, that sense of vertigo one can feel when looking up to a wide sky expanse, while being grounded in a sea of green underfoot! Truly lovely ๐
๐๐ Pat ๐๐
That was a lovely romp! Thank you for the summer outing. The poem sang of green green green!
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