'Voices' (variations)

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Eternal voices cloud the Autumn stars
With memories beneath a winter moon.
The silver sky shines with cool spring light.
Does Summer's rose break the earth too soon?

OR

Eternal voices cloud the vast Spring stars
With memories beneath a Summer moon.
The golden sky shines with Autumn light.
And Winter's rose breaks the earth too soon.

Just playing with magnetic poetry. Nothing spectacular. Perhaps I will come back to this later.

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Beneath a marble sky the storm clouds sing
Of rainbow memories in a mirror.
Translucent paradise in silver stars, longing
To touch the earth with lightening fervour.
The lonesome moon is but a floating rose
Blooming with life in a winter garden.
As milky clouds stream down icy windows
Nights diamond spell is too soon broken.

This was supposed to be a Shakespearean sonnet, but I ran out of steam... perhaps I will return at a later date.

Church Bells

The church bells rang with silent knell,
Silver pigeons rose in a cloud.
Sunset's fingers - a golden spell,
Tongueless whispers fell as a shroud.
Through stained glass, broken, incense flowed,
It's sombre scent crept in a mist.
Memories of the dead are showed -
Only in darkness they exist.

This was a challenge set by a friend - I was given the first line and told to carry on from there.

Girl in Waves

Inspired by 'Playing Canute'
Painted by Janet Ledger

Child of the waves,
Life whirls in her wake.
From her salty footprints
Mirrored pools reflect the sky.
Out of the endless blue she sees
The horizon, drawn close by the tide.

This is not exactly a cinquain, but follows the same idea... I did not plan this structure - it occurred naturally.

Sun in Flowers *Revised*

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The day has broken as a vase;
Its flowers strewn across the sky
As fire burns away the dark -
A blaze of colour born to die.

I have tidied up the meter so I think this version flows more smoothly.

Sun in Flowers

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The day has broken as a vase;
Its flowers strewn across the sky,
Lingering as fire burns away the dark -
A blaze of colour that was born only to die.

I realise this is a mixed metaphor, but what the heck!