Day five of NaPoWriMo suggests a cinquain, a five-line poem with emphases
on particular
syllables.
Here’s
one inspired by a recent night out in Prohibition Manchester. (I’ll be there again on
Saturday, if the poem tempts you. Or I do.) Check out how to write
cinquains, then let me know if you think I hit the stresses at the
right points. It's a little bit literal, but it's a first attempt.
The
bar
Has a
DJ
The
music binds us all.
With
the dark-haired beauty in black,
I
dance.
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