Crown Cinquain of Doubt.

I sit

to contemplate

my future. What will be

will be was never my preferred

mantra.

 

I want

to make choices

grown from my heart, my soul.

No more rash decisions rooted

in fear.

 

And yet

the angst looms still.

No faith in fate springs from

the past and I lack courage to

push on.

 

I need

a crystal ball

to tell me all will work

out as I yearn for sanguine prom-

ises.

 

I must

rally or risk

stagnation. Forge ahead.

Pretend I know the pathway but

can I?

I’m joining the March Poetry Slam at yeah write with this crown cinquain.

 

11 thoughts on “Crown Cinquain of Doubt.

  1. innatejames

    There is a scary gap between taking your time to make the right choices and knowing when to recognize the best scenario when it is presented to you (I’m thinking new jobs here. That’s what I took from this contemplative poem.)

    1. michellelongo Post author

      It’s new jobs for sure coupled with your standard issue writer self-doubt. So much risk, so much unknown. But this is life, I guess, right?

  2. Jennifer G. Knoblock

    That last question, so perfectly done, the “crown” of a thoughtful, sympathetic piece. 🙂

  3. Silverleaf

    The questions, self-doubt and angst is so palpable, and familiar, and you bring it all to life in a cinquain – impressive! Sometimes, all the answers are right, it just depends which path you’d rather follow 🙂

  4. oldendaysk

    This is beautifully done. Kind of cool what you did with promises. I got an image of broken promises coupled with what you said, no faith in fate springs from the past.
    I agree with the others, you can do it!

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