poetry
"Poetry is the silent voice that is heard everywhere inside of us..."
There are many different types of poetry, and below is my experiment trying to write about one subject in three of the most common forms.
Cinquain:
Blossom
Black as the night
Thorns prick, cut like a sword.
The face of the moon stained to red
Innocence
Couplet:
A rose must bloom where the sun does shine
No flower should blossom by the moon
The rose that flowers and blooms in the night
Is carefully hidden and concealed from sight.
Haiku:
You, pure snow blossom,
You cower before God's eyes.
Hide, you blood red bloom
