Above
the Cyclops god
lovely and relentless -
feel her nurturing, scorching
below
Wheat fields
waver, whisper.
Dreaming of bread and beer
they nod their heavy heads towards
the sun
Daylight
loiters too long;
finally cool whispers,
shadows lengthen, deepen into
evening
Cinquain: A five-line stanza of syllabic verse, the successive lines containing two, four, six, eight and two syllables. This is written for Magpie Tales, a weekly pictoral writing prompt that can be found here:Mag 72
