A while ago I read through the definitions of different types of poetry to better categorize the ones published here. As I did, I came across a form called Cinquain, which I immediately felt I had to try out for myself.
I did – and here is the result!
Itch
Scratching furiously,
Behaving awkwardly outside,
Despair and annoyance,
Rubbing my balls in public.
– F H Hakansson
F. H. Hakansson 