Cinquains

I would love to have some inspiring, uplifting poem to warm your hearts today, but I don't
Sorry
At four different points in the day, I tried to find inspiration. First I looked up poems in dactylic tetrameter (ONE two three ONE two three ONE two three ONE two three), looking for inspiration on a poem-perhaps even a song- about dancing. A little later, I read all of Shel Silverstein's Falling Up, to no avail. I asked a couple friends for random words—and they were quite random— but something in me just wasn't inspired to write a poem about chickens or pizza. Or red hair, tape, popsicles, bats, black Friday, bubbles, stars, ipods, balloons, migration, or any of the various other suggestions compiled by just two of my friends. I came home from a rehearsal hoping to be more inspired, but... I just wasn't
So I've put together some cinquains based on one of the random word suggestions, "boat." They don't follow the "subject-adjective-verb-feeling-synonym" format. They're just cinquains.

Boating

A boat
Rocks to and fro
Upon a quiet, peaceful lake
There is no need to row this boat
I don't

Small waves
They push and pull
As if to tip the boat
A timid girl would be afraid
Not I

I row
A little bit
For change of scenery
Then stop by a small grove of trees
Alone

I lie
Within the boat
The sun will keep me warm
I drift to sleep a little bit
And smile