So, I'm getting started on this earlier than I did yesterday, but it's still quite late. And I didn't sleep brilliantly last night, so I'm tired as hell. So, we'll see how this goes.
Wheel of Genres, turn, turn, turn! Tell me the genre I will discern!
Today's style is... Cinquain!
I'm sure some of you are confused because today is supposed to be fiction day, but honestly, I'm really tired and don't feel like making my brain work that hard. I know it sucks, but that's what happens when you go to bed at four in the morning, and then rise ten. And generally when I'm this tired, all my anxieties are magnified, so I don't feel well mentally. I feel kind of beaten by life even though I want to be in the Christmas spirit. So, I'll give this cinquain a try.
Thirty minutes on the clock: 30:00. And... go.
Begone...
Mea culpa...
Burden of time wasted...
Wall are closing in--I am trapped!
Grief grows.
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And I'm going to stop it there with twenty-two minutes left. Sorry to get dismal, but that's how I'm feeling right now. And there's still some stuff that I need to get done this evening before I can sod off with my misery, and I really don't want to do them. But I must. The other problem with this poetical form is that it's too restrictive to really get out what I'm feeling. I wanted to express my misery in a much more flowery manner, but cinquains don't allow for that.
Also, for the next few days, I'm going to be slammed with a bunch of crap I have to do, so I think I'm going to keep writing poetry. It'll also help with the poetry book I plan on putting out. Sorry to do that to you guys, but I have to.
Keep writing, my friends.
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