Acrostic
Heartbroken
Her heart, a
newly-shattered ruin,
Expels crumpled corpuscles just
As a crystal curio spews glass when
Riven by hammerous blows.
Teardrop shards
Betray her pain,
Reflect her inner desolation.
Only by husbanding each sliver and
Kindling love’s flame anew can I meld,
recast,
Enfold the molten form, and then
Negotiate the stresses of annealing.
Cinquain
Summer's Slide
Summer
slides steadily
towards autumn again;
flowers drop their heads as fall makes
its bed.
Autumn's Prophesy
Autumn
paints the leaves on
nodding trees to warn us
that nothing escapes winter’s chill
caress.
About Craig W. Steele, US