Wednesday's Three Word Wednesday
The words over at Three Word Wednesday are burden, natural and ubiquitous. I opted for a double Cinquain, a poem in two, five lines.
Ubiquitous grayness
bind my burdens tight,
it’s only natural, they say,
for hot tears to stream, natural;
I can’t
Bearing loads
not meant for children,
hands clasped on shoulders try,
it’s cold comfort at best, but
I persevere
Ubiquitous grayness
bind my burdens tight,
it’s only natural, they say,
for hot tears to stream, natural;
I can’t
Bearing loads
not meant for children,
hands clasped on shoulders try,
it’s cold comfort at best, but
I persevere
Comments
and surely a good piece..
terrific!
maintain radio contact. . .
I like the parallelism of
I can't
I persevere
and also of the hot/cold references. Very subtle, yet effective.
Keep writing :)
Do you want bind or binds? I read it with binds, but if the subject is speaking to the grayness then he could be speaking in the imperative.
Both work, although I see binds.
Which is it.
(And it is another fantastic work.)
Tschuess,
Chris