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vernal

unsprung
kick the bars down
set on fire the grey sails
scream technicolor,wake the skies
riot bright

Rene ~ March 14, 2013
For d'Verse Poets Pub - Form For All~Cinquain


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  1. Brian MillerMarch 14, 2013 at 9:02 PM

    scream technicolor wake the sky...haha i like line...think i might drop a comma or some punctuation in the middle of it...unless you meant it one thought...i read two there though...i like the intensity though in it...

    come on spring!

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  2. MargaretMarch 14, 2013 at 11:01 PM

    vernal... what a cool word. I'm ready for technicolor... plan on driving further south in a few weeks... perhaps Charleston, SC. :)

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  3. HeidiMarch 15, 2013 at 12:11 AM

    Awesome cinquain! It's calling spring out to dance!

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  4. henry clemmonsMarch 15, 2013 at 12:39 AM

    Kind of a kick a$$ voice. Very confident and sure. I liked the voice and presentation alot. Very well work with the form.

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  5. Kathy ReedMarch 15, 2013 at 2:42 AM

    I love 'the grey riot' ...and the colors that get unsprung..:)

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  6. kelvin s.m.March 15, 2013 at 2:54 AM

    ..scream technicolor, wake the sky turn bright --- ha, now that's vernal.... great take... smiles...

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  7. Sabio LantzMarch 15, 2013 at 3:35 AM

    You show 'em. Go get those clouds!

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  8. brudbergMarch 15, 2013 at 5:10 AM

    That's what we all long for, scream technicolor.

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  9. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 15, 2013 at 7:44 AM

    Wow, that says it.

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  10. PearlMarch 15, 2013 at 9:02 AM

    Vernal is right.

    Shared this on FB. You knock me out, man.

    Pearl

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  11. Laurie KolpMarch 15, 2013 at 9:30 AM

    scream technicolor... that's great, Rene

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  12. AnonymousMarch 15, 2013 at 9:41 AM

    Rene, that's the way to deal with winter - a technicolour scream :-) Fabulous inages and use of the cinquain form.

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  13. ShellyMarch 15, 2013 at 10:30 AM

    Mmmmm- lovin' this!

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  14. UnknownMarch 15, 2013 at 4:04 PM

    "riot bright" you sound like my kind of person. :) we should all riot bright! x

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  15. Vodka MomMarch 16, 2013 at 9:39 AM

    We are having a raging snowstorm here right now.


    And I'm pissed.

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  16. Kodjo DeynooMarch 18, 2013 at 2:44 AM

    Oh yea all the energy and protestation is shown here

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  17. MaryMarch 18, 2013 at 7:35 AM

    Great cinquain. Enjoyed the burst of color!

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  18. Sabio LantzMarch 18, 2013 at 7:46 AM

    Fantastic, profane and enlivening ! Red !

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  19. UnknownMarch 18, 2013 at 1:00 PM

    Loudly.
    Freely.
    Deeply.
    Do it.

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