Corona
Cinquain Sequence
Virus
Droplets
deadly
Lurking
there in the breath
Unknown
enemy replicates
Covid
Blue tit
Inquisitive
Pecks at the
windowpane
Opens the morning
into our day
Bright
bird
Panic
Useless
senseless
Piling
trolleys mile high
Toilet
rolls the new currency
Terror
Sunshine
Hope-giving days
Recharge the sky
all round
Hearts expanding
in the light of it
A gift
Lockdown
Self-isolate
Cleaning
painting baking
A
time for every purpose now
Holed-up
Silence
Gives the birds
space
To fill their day
with song
Each branch their
Roman balcony
Heart time
Children
Locked
in no friends
Supports
taken from them
Parents
alone at their wits’ end
Regress
Young hare
Colour
of soil
Bounds
into our night world
Sits
on the ridge while dark falls down
Saves
us
Facemask
The
next fashion
Catching
the sneeze sickly cough
Makes
us all look like aliens
Hiding
Catkins
Take to the air
Falling like snow on grass
Land
like birds onto fresh turned clay
Tree
birth
Numbers
Heart-breaking
counts
Families
grieve alone
Coffins
crowd high in parking lots
More
deaths
Create
New ways to live
Gardens become the way
To bring us closer to ourselves
Slow time
Easing
Glorious
news
Letting
us out at last
Hopefuls
running into the streets
To
live
White deer
In the forest
Glimpse
beyond the trees
Miracle
on our day’s walk
A
path.
Photographs courtesy of Peter Moore 2020
This sequence of cinquains was first published in the July edition of Live Encounters
