Cinquain There is Subtle tones here Reaching out beyond stars Waving in the empty window Hollow I wrote this on a dare, to prove to you I wasn’t there. My words I left in blades of glass, shattered stems and words of crass.In that moment my voice did break – not one note disharmonious. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.