cinquain

Practice
with heart. Enjoy
the process. Do it twice!
There’s no such thing, yet all things are
Perfect.

Wishes
bring fishes, just
an empty aching want,
but love gives all. So, let’s forget
regret.

Purple
wet tears from eyes
which laugh and flowers dark,
a royal color fades into
deep blue.

Star dust
my eyes open
to see the wild within
subconscious truth and magical
night’s dream

It’s you,
awake, alive,
and sensing the essence,
recalcitrant, authentically
yourself.

Pick one.
She said out loud
in taciturning tears
reflect and choose before it does
pick you.