little snippets cinquain style poetry

Friends

Who hear

Will feel beauty

The light from within

The glowing radiance will

Shine

Music

Means nothing

Without trusted ears

An open heart wont

Hear

Flowers

Open slightly

The emerging beauty

Waits with patience for

Spring

Silence

Does vanish

And freedom escapes

And takes to flight

Forever

Fear

Is crushed

When one believes

Those invisible boundaries will

Break

Hours

Can pass

Minutes stand fixed

As time falls fast

Away