Written for Cinquain Poetry Prompt #18.
Our inspiration word is “think”. I have
written a Mirror Cinquain, a 10-line,
single stanza poem with a syllable pattern
of 2 – 4 – 6 – 8 – 2 – 2 – 8 – 6 – 4 – 2.
Drifting.
Magic happens
As our cares float away.
I think, “how do they know to change?”
Shaping.
Forming.
Monkeys morphing into dragons.
A pirate ship sails by.
I watch the clouds
Shifting.
NAR©2025
This is “When I Look To The Sky” by Train
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The Elephant's Trunk 
It has been eons since I just laid back and watched the clouds….
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That’s what grandkids are for. 😄
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monkey’s and dragons…my favorites…
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Cool …. especially flying monkeys!
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like those monkeys in The Wizard of Oz…they scared me when I was a child 😆….
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They scared everyone back then. Epic movie.
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Very nice! I was cloud watching just yesterday and spied an albatross…
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That’s what I call perfect timing, D. Well done!
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Lovely poem and picture and I love this song! ✨🩵✨
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So pleased to know it all came together for you, Lisa. I love the music of Train and that graphic was a happy find. Thanks very much!
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Brings me back to my tweens. Love the picture, too!
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We look for shapes in the clouds with Colette. It’s a good excuse to catch 40 winks, too!
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I love this, Nancy 💕
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Thanks so very much, Esther. 🥰
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Beautifully written
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Thanks very much, Sadje.
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You’re very welcome
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