Cinqaun Poems

Red chair

Maroon, Comfy

Squeaking, Rusting, Turning

What happened to this red chair.

Old Chair

Island

Gigantic, dark

Falling, scaring, creeping

Tiny turbulent pool in Myst

Creepy

Acrostic Poems

Lots and lots of books are surrounding me.

It is scary when the passage opened.

But how did these books get here?

And why are they here

Right a person put them here.

Yet how did he get here?

Cogs run the Clock Tower

Look at all those cogs

Oh how many are there

Could I open the door

KAPOW and the door is open

Tall and tall how high can this tower go?

Oh! Don't fall off

What would happen if you did fall off? I would never

Ever see you again

Right you will not fall off

Haiku Poems

Trees

Trees waving around calm and gentle sounding trees

Standing tall and strong

Cogs in Water

Change time 2:40

Mysterious cogs water