Published December 18, 2007
Cycles
Rainbow, fruity,
Cooling, calming, freezing,
Bringing memories flooding here,
Summer
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Who gives a duck??? I dont care what u peeps think this is my buddy so shut the duck up!!!
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Just so you know, cinquains have such a bizarre style that they usually don't make good poetry. This is no exception... sorry.
Oh, it was about popcycles!
That is because it is a Cinquain poem. Duh! It makes since to me!
Honestly?
It does nothing for me. I think I might be able to see what you were trying to do here, but it really just reads like a bunch of random words. They don't even seem to have any relation to each other.
What are you trying to say here? What do you want the reader to feel when they read this? I feel like your trying to express the idea of summer here; I keep thinking of watermelon and bare feet and whatnot, but the poem somehow fails to evoke much of anything.