It is always necessary to watch out for impending staleness in the writing. Recently I have been trying some new forms to keep me sharp and add some tools to my kit. I hope you will enjoy these explorations.
soft breath upon my nape
show me the depth of your caring
crocus in snow
fresh smell of melting ice
too early for buds or greening—
wee prancing feet
anticipate then pounce
frolic interspersed with naptime
This form of poetry is cinquan. It consists of five lines and is syllable count. Lines lengths are 2,4,6,8,2.