Thursday, April 17, 2014

Corps of Cinquains 2

White Pirogue on the way to Omaha
Lewis and Clark reenactors on the way to Omaha. Photo from Lewis and Clark Boat House and Nature Center.

The White Pirogue

What new
comes, what evil genie
sails with the white pirogue on this

© Doraine Bennett

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

A Corps of Cinquains

Corps of Discovery

men, hand-picked, by
two captains navigate
upstream, keelboat, pirogues, canoes
poled or

pulled, towed
against currents,
shifting sandbars, dead tree
snags hidden on river bottoms,

north and west to
unknown Pacific shores,
forged by trials, hardened, strong to
the core.

© Doraine Bennett

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

The Cinquain Erodes

Erosion has caused polygonal rock faces to form in the sandstone and shale along the
Photo by Mike Neilson, Encyclopedia of Alabama

Water Takes the Mountain

I seep
into the sand-
stone cap, eat through weakened
rock, drip, drive, devour until I
break through

the softer shale,
unprotected now. I
ravage its folded anticlines.
The shale

sandstone topples
onto the valley floor,
the mountain is mine to plunder
and raze.

© Doraine Bennett

Monday, April 14, 2014

Kon-tiki Cinquain

Kon-tiki at Sea


the Pacific
in a balsa-log raft,
one forms a friendly partnership
with sea,

wind, sky.
Ocean waves crash
upon us, run through our 
roped frame, lift us atop the crest

© Doraine Bennett

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Cinquains of Joy

A Psalm of Joy

My frame
will not contain
the joy a mother feels
when her children find their way home
at last.

to prayers prayed in
silent pain for their pain
seemed so long coming, I asked did
God hear?

And then,
as if He had
stored them up, kept them safe--
babes and answers--until their hearts
could hold

the stars,
moon, sun, answers
came spiraling, entire
galaxies, indisputably

and I
am filled with awe,
with wonder, with joy, here
where morning dawns, and evening fades
in song.

© Doraine Bennett

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Maize Cinquain

File:Inside a corn maze near Christchurch, New Zealand.JPG

Corn Maze

I have
entered doors that
led to corn mazes too
complicated for peaceful thought,

why I
took this turn when
another would have led
me home, carried my dreams over

immune to pain,
but my route ran counter
to those paths, and I found treasure

the stalks of corn
that another might have
missed, and I am richer because
of it.

© Doraine Bennett

Today's Little Ditty has Poetry Friday round-up today.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014


Photo by Graham Crumb

After Naps

She wakes,
nuzzles her curls
against my cheek, fearless,
commanding assurance she is

© Doraine Bennett