Friday, May 21, 2010

Cinquain Poem about a sunflower?

A simple poem about a sunflower

Cinquain Poem about a sunflower?
Do your own damn homework! What do I look like a poem machine? (Giggles) Im kidding. Cinquain's are a pain in the ****... I lose my attention span after the third line.





Sunflower





Yellow, happy, fuzzy, green





it bends and reaches drinks and leans





makes me smile and glow a bit





sunflower





(They grow best in big old piles of cow sh*it.)





Im sorry, I had to... I don't like metered poetry. I write prose!
Reply:Sunflower


The flower that


follows the sun


does so even


in cloudy days.


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