My response:
Happily Married—Not
Not good enough for you, my father said
Was I the fool for choosing him back then When fears of dying lonely filled my head
More important for us, my man of men
My head held high, my days unfold like new
The form was a Tyburn, "a six line poem consisting of 2,2,2,2,9,9 syllables. The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words. The last two lines rhyme and incorporate the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th lines as the 5th to 8th syllables." I missed the 9 and wrote 8 instead but these were more fun:
Children at Play
Spinning
Grinning
Pinning
Winning
Children at play spinning, grinning,
We all fall down, pinning, winning
inspired by Jaran's description of Jordan and Isaiah playing at the local water park
Weaving
Reeving
Grieving
Leaving
The spider works weaving, reeving
When web is shred, grieving, leaving
trying to think of "nature" themes, I thought of the rare spiders we see here. . .
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