Beside flat black roads, the breeze strolls, fluttering.
The plastic bags flip; the puddles wave. Flirting with trash and
lake, with cloud grass and petals, the air is dancing
beneath phone wires, the moon, the glass buildings. In
the light, out of sight, back it comes, spinning up music, on the
trees and beer cans. Beside the flat road, strolls the breeze.
This was good exercise for me. By that I mean, hard work. The constraints on line endings and beginnings pretty tight. Like working within a form. If I do this again, I’ll pick lines without so much “the” and “and” to end lines.
choose a rhyming couplet from any poem by another author. (Or one of your own – you never know how you might inspire yourself!)
Write the first line vertically down the left margin and the second line vertically down the far right margin.
Now draft a poem completely within the parameters of these beginning and ending words for each line. You will end up with a block of text that functions as a poem. And, since the rhyming lines were your base, you will have a built-in attention to sound.
THE DAFFODILS; OR, I WANDERED LONELY AS A CLOUD
by: William Wordsworth
WANDERED lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.