The Time of Energy

Long days,

Green everywhere,

Bugs buzzing around my head,

Sunlight twinkles on the water,

Warm breeze.

Could it be the rain is over?

Now, the time of energy,

Summer is here,

Freedom.

This is my attempt to write a butterfly cinquain for Tanka Tuesday. Yvette Calleiro is the host. She invites us to write an American cinquain, or one of its variations, about a beginning or an ending (or maybe both). For an extra challenge, use a kigo word associated with summer within your poem. There are many different types of cinquains you can choose from.

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