Bliss (a cinquain)

In gold

and lemon fields

I lie, elbows angled,

head lifted high to heaven’s gift,


Written for think tank thursday #105 bliss

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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9 Responses to Bliss (a cinquain)

  1. Vaishali Jain says:

    It speaks of bliss, for sure. So few words, yet the picture is drawn. Well-written! 🙂


  2. Gorgeous!! Heavenly!! Great writing from you Sara…you’ve been busy!! So glad to see your words!!


  3. unevenstevencu says:

    your words accentuate not only the picture but the last image of sunlight very well 🙂


  4. cloudfactor5 says:

    So this is what bliss looks like, I really get it !!!!


  5. Sara V says:

    Beautiful! Let’s hear it for face-lifting—oops, not quite what I meant 🙂 We were on the same page here…


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