Chains

Links connecting crosswise,
Woven chainmail flexing,
I speak with you and
Find we have connections
On the chains annexing.

(Have you ever found out when you met someone that you had a connection through someone else, or even just interests or experiences connected you? That’s what I had in mind when I put this poem together. I love it when that happens.

The form I chose today is known as a Flamenca, a Spanish quintain that’s related to the dance. The rhythm is supposed to be staccato, bringing to mind the clicking of the Flamenca dancers’ heels. Lines 1, 2, 4, & 5 have six syllables, line 3 has five syllables, and 2 & 5 assonate (rhyme or near rhyme). There can be as many stanzas as one wants, but one stanza seemed enough for my idea.)