Sit yourself down, take up your pen—
There, your favorite one.
Enough ink yet
To boldly write down your good deeds.
Yes, there’s not so many,
Less than a page.
List one, list two, list some not true.
Cover that damn page if
It takes all day.
Then flip the page over, go dark,
List your sins, bare your heart.
Where no one can see what lies foul
In your flesh, blood and bone,
Your heart, your soul.
©2021 KT Workman
(Note: Crown Cinquain—a series of 5 (entire) Crapsey Cinquains, 25 lines total. Syllable count 2-8-6-4-2 in each stanza; written with breaks between stanzas. Rhyme is optional. The last line of the previous cinquain is repeated as the first line of the next cinquain. The final line of the last cinquain does not have to equal the first line of the first cinquain, but is optional.)
Credit for the definition goes to Abigail Gronway at Dark Side of the Moon.