(I like having a box, because then you have something to think outside of)
1. The poem must have eight lines
2. The lines must have eight syllables/six syllables every other line
3. It must be melancholy in nature
4. It must contain the word "pink"
5. It must be told from the first person point-of-view
I met a man who saw just blue
His sad and worried face
Revealed the years marked by that hue
He sang me a lament
He sang to me, “She saw just pink”
Complete but not for long
Her last note left in purple ink
He sang me a lament
4 comments:
Hmm… rules are often good, as long as you don’t have too many. I like the feel—very vague.
Yeah, it's kind of fun writing a poem that doesn't reflect my personal emotions or experience the slightest. I guess that helps with the vagueness.
Ha! I wouldn’t have guessed. Whenever I try to write something truly disassociative it almost always ends up morphing into something that it about my life or my feelings at the time. (Except once or twice—like 3M’s limerick) Bravo!
That's deep.
No, really.
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