CM Simpson: Writer & Gamer

  A very short form poem exploring the nature of ghosts: https://youtu.be/o5TGP9Di__I    

A short cinquain contemplating the nature of traveling through space: https://youtu.be/5e34s526ls0    

This week’s verse takes us from  a verse that plays with repetition and rhyme spoken by a person by a waterfall to a series of Crapsey cinquains. It is taken from 366 Days of Poetry , a collection of mixed-genre poetry released in 2016. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------   Vampires Uncut Vampires stylishly dressed swingingly sashay, seduce fear cut by desire bloodsuckers Nightstalkers curvaceously bestowed smile, eyes calling calming, allaying fears, soothing, soulsuckers Dracs bloodied, pale crumbling to dust fears fading, regrets growing Sun-burnt ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- You can find the first two poetry collections at the links below - although there are plans to reissue them with more genre-appropriate covers in the future. The third collection will be released later in the year. ...

Welcome back to my exploration of poetical forms. For the next few weeks, we’re going to be focussing on the cinquain. A cinquain is a five-line poem that has a set number of syllables (or word types) per line. Sometimes the title of a cinquain acts as a sixth line. The person who created the cinquain form was an American poet named Adelaide Crapsey who was inspired by the strict rules governing Japanese poetry forms. Many of her cinquains can be found in Verse, a collection of her work published in 1915. The first type of cinquain we’ll look at has no name, so I’ve called it Crapsey Form 1, after its creator. This form has one syllable in the first line, two in the second, three in the third, four in the fourth and only one in the fifth. Here’s an example, inspired by looking out my window at the park: Dogs Walking Playing ball With their owners Friends And here’s another one. Ghosts Screaming Souls bereft Of all life’s joy Weep Why...