under the red sky
upon the sand
the waves stopped crashing
but for a moment
In this poem, a person was sleeping on a sofa. The person was covered with a red blanket (under the red sky) and was sleeping on a brown sofa (upon the sand). The person had a stressful day, but in their sleep they found peace (the waves stopped crashing). The peace lasted while the person slept (but for a moment).
Above is an artwork of a fist. It can inspire poetry. Here is a poem inspired by it:
It is hard to shake hands,
if one’s hand is closed.
This experimental poetry form is called eight two word lines. The name of the form describes it. There are eight lines, each with two words. There are no other restrictions. Here is an example poem written in the form:
P.S. Today’s post is the 650th post on M. Sakran’s blog of and about poetry and poetry related things.