Poems of the form type I make up. It involves pairs of lines in a 10,1,9,2, etc. syllable metric scheme, with the volta at the point where both are 5. I typically take the last word and make it the poem title.
It always starts at a bright coffee shop. And It continues with a description. She wore A dress that did not match her soul, Beautifully. Hair darker than description; A sidelong glance. We sat not far apart; And then she … Continue reading →