A Grimm’s New Tale (poem)

From Bjorn at dVerse Poets, a Cinquain, a short poem based on syllable count, a five-line poem with a count of 2-4-6-8-2, “but there are plenty of variations”

“You may use this form as a single stanza, you may reverse and/or or do it as a mirror”

So I thought to that, to stack some, four mirrored Cinquains together into one piece.

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A Grimm’s New Tale

In dream

of dire dark wood

I stumbled, there you stood

I’d been warned stray not to dark’s could

in hood

.

you stood

shushing me, pointing at a wolf

of kind in his own hood

but you both stood

in dream

.

both you

dreamt that to would

a new Grimm fantasy

where wolves and red ridings untie     

dark dreams

.

escape

not of dark times

but turn tales on their head

to make dream nightmare scenes unite  

Grimm’s would