Written for Cinquain Poetry Prompt
where our inspiration is “pride”.
This is my cinquain.

lions
with golden manes
ruling the open plane
they walk where only thunder dares
to roam
warm dusk
lions at rest
cubs play in amber light
the pride breathes soft as fading sun
descends
night falls
roar splits the dark
the wide plane holds its breath
each living creature bows its head
in awe
still eyes
half-closed at peace
they need no crowns to reign
what blood and bones and time have built
stands proud
NAR©2026
Nancy’s Notes: The syllables per line for an American Cinquain are 2 – 4 – 6 – 8 – 2.
This is “The Lion Sleeps Tonight” by The Tokens (Official Lyric Video)
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A wonderful ode to the king of the jungle
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