Nice, Mary.
But this cinquain stuff is NOT an amusement. It is serious business.
Well, maybe it is a drill.
Your first line is interesting. I would read it as a trochee, NIGHT sounds, "the sounds in the night", if I didn't know you meant it as an iamb. But of course "night SOUNDS" as in "The night has noises." However, I am the metrics dummy, right?
Right!
Anyway, there in a poem in this little old cinquain, indeed there is. It conjures up the memory of a 10-day canoe trip in the wilderness of the far north back when I couldn't tell a loon cry from a cow moo.
My first canoe excursion.