Black
& White
A
Cinquain Sequence
Viceroy
over the phlox,
the fanning wings
soundless—
a tiny fragment of sunset
alights.
White
clouds
becoming black…
and soon the storm begins…
The
sky’s been mimicking my life
these days.
This
black
midwinter night…
I can’t find my white
cat…
Harder yet to find the way to
your
heart.
Magpie—
its black and
white
colors match those of the
March landscape… Soon the
last snow will
be gone.
What’s that
in the
sweetgum—
creeps along the branches,
looking for bugs? A
black-and-white
warbler!
