The April 5th prompt from NaPoWriMo.net is to write a cinquain (a five line poem with specific syllable and stress requirements). Hence…five lines for the fifth day of the month.
I share this with, and for, my readers who live with pain every day, or who care for those who do.
I have chosen to accompany the poem with a haunting photograph of a misty Ukrainian forest in the enchantingly named Feofania, a park near Kiev.
the fog of pain
envelops and befouls
dense air that brooks no movement from