Five Directions of Escape…

Silsden
in Cobbydale you will always
be an incomer to
those who lived here
always

Always
Northern Lights beckon – mystical
Earth’s shield made visible
– too cold and dark
perhaps

Perhaps
the sunny South could warm our bones
but heat is hard to bear
when, old, you seek
travel

Travel
East to Holland’s green and wet heart
go on – circle the Earth
return home from
the West

The West
land of Tír na nÓg where we
may live eternally
beyond our lives’
sunset…

© Andrew Wilson, 2026

Over at dVerse Poets Pub,  Laura Bloomsbury in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft, invites us to write about leaving home…

  • 25 lines
  • 5 stanzas –
    • 1st stanza is your home (real or imaginary)
    • next 4 stanzas – each compass point away from your home
  • 5 lines per stanza – quintain
    • syllabic structure, optional rhyme (Crown Cinquain)*
    • OR
    • unrhymed and unstructured (Pentastitch)
  • the title should begin or include: “Five …………”

The Crown Cinquain is a new one on me…

22 thoughts on “Five Directions of Escape…”

  • September 18, 2026 at 1:42 pm
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    I love this, Andrew. Such a beautifully written poem.

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    • September 18, 2026 at 2:04 pm
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      Thanks, Marilyn, I took a complete break from writing whilst we were away but I do like to meet Laura’s technical challenges – they can bring out a lot by restricting so much…

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  • September 18, 2026 at 2:30 pm
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    Wow! A crown cinquain, Andrew! The form is restrictive but you overcame it to write beautifully and I can see we both wrote about travelling.

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    • September 18, 2026 at 2:41 pm
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      🤗

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    • September 18, 2026 at 2:42 pm
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      Thanks, Punam…

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  • September 18, 2026 at 4:33 pm
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    Loved this, so well executed and evoked! I especially enjoyed the last stanza “The West
    land of Tír na nÓg where we
    may live eternally
    beyond our lives’
    sunset…”

    Sounds like heaven to me💜

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    • September 20, 2026 at 9:16 am
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      Thanks, Cara, We used to live on the West coast of Ireland and Tír na nÓg lies over the horizon beyond the sunset…

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  • September 18, 2026 at 4:34 pm
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    Brilliant – the poet took me round the earth and all in a cinquain Andrew – in those measured tones from a robust North I almost missed the magical ending

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    • September 20, 2026 at 9:17 am
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      Thanks, Laura – good prompt, good poem…

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  • September 19, 2026 at 12:57 pm
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    From a small town to beyond is quite the journey, poetically.

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  • September 19, 2026 at 1:16 pm
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    Fantastic. You have always written good poetry.

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    • September 20, 2026 at 9:18 am
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      Thanks, Cai, I am so glad you think so…

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  • September 20, 2026 at 12:53 am
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    This is so good – I love “Earth’s shield made visible”.

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  • September 20, 2026 at 9:19 am
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    Thanks, Kate, I like to think that science and poetry can mix seamlessly…

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  • September 20, 2026 at 2:22 pm
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    Oh, I love the full circle of travelling around the world

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  • September 20, 2026 at 7:36 pm
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    I am intrigued with “incomer” ~ a new descriptor for me. I will describe myself that way every time I travel to a new destination!!! You managed the [tricky] form with style and may I add, great talent!!!

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    • September 24, 2026 at 3:56 pm
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      Praise indeed, thanks Helen…

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  • September 21, 2026 at 2:08 pm
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    A nice journey you took us on here Andrew 👏

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    • September 24, 2026 at 3:57 pm
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      Thanks, Shaun…

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    • September 24, 2026 at 4:06 pm
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      Thanks, Sreeja…

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