Love Soars

Love soars


like a kite, it flies

dancing with the clouds, and happy

are we

to float along, joyful, sailing

high, to stay airborne we

must remember,

hate sinks











This is a Butterfly Cinquainโ€”to which I added a tail. I think it looks like a kite.



22 thoughts on “Love Soars

    • It’s not meant to be that deep, Susan. Don’t spend too much time on it. It was simply the opposite that fit the form. Think of it more as love makes one soar, and hate makes one sink (or crash).

  1. Thank you – exactly – ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll dream of kites tonight … funny, at my school where I volunteer one of the books I read this morning with my pupil was the berenstain (sp?) bears and kites ..

  2. On my cell phone, your blog shows a kite with a tail! ๐Ÿ™‚
    Merril, Love lifts us up high into the sky, either as a child or a parent observing a child’s joy with the kite floating, waving and pulling on the child’s hand, footloose and “fancy free.” โค ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. well now I have the film “Mary Poppins”‘s ‘Let’s Go Fly a Kite’ stuck in my head…I suppose there are worse songs. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    Great use of form – the line breaks don’t see forced by the constraints of the form. Beautiful blend of the up(lifting) and the down (plummeting) that can be our relations.

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