The bees
find a lit fuse
inside each purple bloom,
then gather up the sparks to make
bright fire.
Look! I made a Crapsey! NaPoWriMo Day 5 prompt was to write a cinquain. I am not at all sure I got the stressed and unstressed syllables right. I find it very hard to hear these things, which makes meter a real challenge. Also, “fire” kind of has a hidden second syllable in it. Ah, well …
Marilyn Rauch Cavicchia 
I can see the whole picture of the insects and the flowers in your cinquain.. well done!
Thanks so much, Charlie!
I enjoy how gem-like, how haiku-like, this cinquain is. The images do all the work, and the purple and yellow practically leap out of the poem.
Thanks, Jennifer! I thought of it like a haiku. I’m so glad it was vivid for you, because it’s based on a very specific sight I saw in a yard I passed by.
Very creative – love it!
Thank you, Charlotte!