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Is now the Time?


Infinite finite

Fleeting instantaneous suspended

Time marches on


Didactic cinquain

The didactic cinquain is closely related to the Crapsey cinquain. It is an informal cinquain widely taught in elementary schools. This form is also embraced by young adults and older poets for its expressive simplicity. The prescriptions of this type of cinquain refer to word count, not syllables and stresses. Ordinarily, the first line is a one-word title, the subject of the poem; the second line is a pair of adjectives describing that title; the third line is a three-word phrase that gives more information about the subject (often a list of three gerunds); the fourth line consists of four words describing feelings related to that subject; and the fifth line is a single word synonym or other reference for the subject from line one

By age ten I could be found in the elevator cupboard of our farmhouse with a book in my hands. It was, most likely, my mother’s discarded Harlequin romances.

I’ve always been drawn to words. Numbers not at all because they don’t transport you to different worlds. The middle Earth where Tolkien took us or to magical world where Rawlings finds an unlikely young hero to fight evil. The possibilities are endless.

Words, correctly correlated, send our imagination into a sphere outside of our body where only our minds can go.

In my teenage years I wrote poetry and short stories. My hand written pages tucked into a folder, more precious really than a diary as they were an expression of my inner thoughts. 

Many decades later the words are circling around and still waiting to alight on “paper”. A year of daily haikus and then a challenge from a friend to write cinquain. A few free flow poems. An idea of a book drafted out during decades of insomnia. An article, which I got paid for(!), called the Ripple Effect of War. The blog, where countless edits often occur before the confidence to hit publish could be found.

All from the heart and with many flaws I am certain for what I remember from English grammar is vague to say the least. I would like to step it up a notch and take a writing class but have yet to find one. I have been researching on line ones as the in-person one that was offered here in the winter of 2020 didn’t work because of our ski trip to Fernie. I read somewhere about an on line one but can’t seem to find my way back to the info about what it was called. Ah the joys of age — it started with a T but that’s not a lot to do a search on.

I feel like now is the time to embrace this creative outlet, now in the quiet time of this tumultous year. To reach a little deeper and to expose the words to the light of day, which is not necessarily an easy thing to do. It also means finding some discipline and using the best technological tools. All food for thought as we head into the late fall.



I have had a love of the written word for my entire life. It's no surprise that eventually I found a platform where I could write. It's random; sometimes funny, occasionally sad, maybe even at times from anger and I lean towards creative photography and hands on crafts. I have a few blogs that high light these interests.

5 thoughts on “Is now the Time?

    1. I knew I had read it on your blog or Donna’s and spent like an hour looking back in comments one night but couldn’t find it in the sheer volume of comments both your posts get. THANK YOU so much. Will look it up and see what they have to offer. I had hoped to do on line local this fall but the museum didn’t offer it again (historical fiction/family stories).

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  1. It is amazing how much of our school education we forget as life provides its education. Good on you for looking into a writing class. As to perfect poetry, I think heartfelt, is more desirable than perfect. One reader told me that my poems “bark like a dog”. I was never sure if this was criticism or compliment and was too afraid to ask….but I kept at it. Stay well and keep on with the poetry Bernie. Allan


    1. Yes life teaches a lot that pushes aside school learning. Never mind the reader who said you bark like a dog — I think you do amazing at your poetry. I think you are right — if it comes from the heart it is all good! Thanks for dropping in and commenting Allan. Have a good week. Bernie


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