Today for Trifecta I present you with a cascading cinquain of exactly 33 words on rain –
3: to take a lot of money in bill form and toss it up in the air. This is most effectively done at a strip club for the effect of raining one dollar bills on the dancers (and it makes them feel so pretty), or to snub a hater by throwing money into their face that then falls to the floor like rain (use this when paying a debt to a punk bitch who keeps asking for their money to the point that they are ruining your friendship or when dumping someone who has been bankrolling you for a while now that you’re making money).
I also share this on dVerse on open link night.
And with this I celebrate my 400th post
In rain
of dollar bills
the bankers can collect
while poor one’s of the slum remain
inside
~~
outside
in pouring rain
the beggar waits in vain
while bankers celebrate the gain
they made
April 2, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Tis so very true BR – well composed.
You were extremely quick 🙂
Nice one in honor of your 400th Postday! Congratulations… Some in book form soon???
Never even thought about it 🙂 but when I started on twitter I never thought I would move past 140 characters…. so maybe some day.
Great composition on your 400th post
Thank you 🙂
You’re welcome 🙂
Great post and congratulations for the 400th post …. wow 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Hard hitting & true!Congrats on your 400th post:-)
Thank you 🙂
🙂
Ain’t that the truth! Nice composition, too.
Congrats on 400!
Thank you
I like the bit of mirroring you did with the comparison. Very cool (:
Thank you cinquains can be quite powerful
400th post – congrats on that! Impressive. As is your work here. The bankers and their corrupt ways – how do they sleep at night? With drugs, no doubt. A cascading cinquain.. that’s one of the reasons I like to read your work – for the value of the work itself and to learn the structure.
Cocaine the drug of choice
Very thoughtful and poignant. Good one.
Thank you 😉
tucks at the heartstrings…and the gap between rich and poor seems to get bigger again…tightly woven björn and congrats on your 400th post…woohoo..where’s the champagne…smiles
Today only celebrating with good chocolate 🙂
the seperation between the haves and nots seems to grow further and further every day….used to be one of those bankers but had to save my soul…smiles.
right, most of us are probably there in between. The beggars are coming in to Stockholm from poor places in Europe. It’s very sad.
equality in any aspect will never be reached, in spite of promises and hope. Cinquains are addictive, aren’t they? I have scheduled another garland of them for tomorrow. Can’t stop writing them.
They truly are super addictive ..
Very thoughtful writing. Methinks the bankers got their due today. Smiles.
Some of them scampered of to safety and will be back again….
400 posts – WOW!! You know how much I like a good cinquain – and you’ve linked two together. Your banker in the second stanza might need to be plural though – it wasn’t one banker who ran off with all the money, leaving ordinary people to pick up the pieces and pay the price to fix the mess the bankers made with the help of their politician friends.
I was surprised as well. but doing several entries per day it’s get to that point….. 🙂 and of course a lonely banker in the second stanza would have a pretty boring celebration.
happy 400… a dollar for each post?
😉 not yet
Lovely cinquains ~ Sad about the divide of the poor and the rich ~ Congrats on your milestone ~
Thank you.. conquains are one of my favourite.
stormy post – felt the sting of the rain on this one.
There are many way the rain can sting
Rain and rain – excellent contrast of two worlds.
Thank you 😉
Wow 400, congrats.
Thank you 🙂
Congrats and well done!
Thank you 🙂
oh those bankers, they get away with anything!!!
Where is the Food when mother is not?
Indeed I think they do. But they also humiliate themselves
Congrats on your 400th I missed that in my prior comment. I’m only quick because of the time difference ;-)… I think…
I had not even written my comment on the 400th the first time around
ah so I didn’t really miss it then 😉
Not at all 😉
Love the juxtaposition here… and you speak as if by experience sir (ahem… the strippers?).
.. no experience of any of the rains.
Sad 😦 Congrats on a happy 400 🙂
Thank you 😉
A tight, powerful, small gem! Congrads on 400th post, Bjorn 🙂 xo
Thank you 😉
Cool 400! Keep it up : )
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This is well-written. The disparity between groups is sad, but it’s how things really are.
Unfortunately yes
Happy 400th! I love your bit of social commentary here. Great job. Keep ’em coming.
Thank you 😉
Great piece and congrats on the 400th. Just reached that myself.
Thank you and congratulations to your achievement also
I’m a big fan of “word sculptures” that’s my term i think. But the visual symmetry the play off the words is great here Bjorn. Happy 400 🙂
Cinquains are built on 5 lines with 2,4,6,8,2 syllables. I add the constraint that it should be iambic as well, creating a certain rhythm as they are read. But they look nice too. 😉
True and deep and sincere. Good work, Bjorn.
Thank you 🙂
33 words of mere perfection!! Loved this!! XoXo ~Jen
Thank you 🙂
Sad but true. Congratulations on your 400th post!
Fortunately most of us are in between. But we rather stay close to the bankers than the beggars.
oh yes
four hundred posts
not bad for a cool swede
who is crazy for cinquian poems
well done
Thank you 🙂
I’m actually crazy for iambs..
Nice verse and timely comment. Its important to help people now.