Today's prompt: write a cinquain: five lines, specific instructions. (The "Cinquains for Day Five" post here http://www.napowrimo.net/ will explain more succinctly than I can). My color prompt today: scarlet. Imagine a weirdly-red piercing-gazed cement deer with no mouth...in the intersection of "nowhere" and "lots of corn." Or see below. Mine is two cinquains.
To the Scarlet Cement
Mouthless Deer at the Corner of Two Cornfields
Wonder:
why so lurid
in this neglected place,
and in what silence do
you wait, jaw crumbled by the days
and sun?
Black tipped
antlers stand guard
through seasons’ clock of days.
If you could speak, what secret would
you say?
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