Last night I was writing a poem and it was just not flowing for me. So I let it go and wrote a haiku. Today I went back to the poem. I don’t know if this structure has a name. It’s a a 8-5-3-2-1-1-1-1-2-3-5-8 syllable structure. I used it in for “Wings” written back in 2007 in honor of Laini Taylor’s first book being published.
Puddle Dancing
Dancing alone in the puddles
after the spring storm
Pirouette
Splashes
plops
plop
drops
drip
Singing
to grey clouds
Smelling jasmine blooms
Dancing alone in the puddles
Poetry Friday is being held at The Poem Farm. Thanks, Amy.
Jone Rush MacCulloch 
We’ve got plenty of those puddles here! Instead of cursing them, we should all dance them!!
This is lovely, Jone, and what an interesting form! Love the shape.
PS– I would have liked to read your students’ work on your other site, but for some reason, the page is not loading for me. 😦
I haven’t smelled jasmine but one time, Jone, & it was heavenly. Love the way you weave the rain into the action, last drops.
It’s raining again in Wisconsin, but your poem brings joy to these wet spring days!
I love the way this poem arcs, Jone – and, as Amy put it, those jasmine blooms so belong.
I so like all of those one syllable lines, Jone. And it was fun to go back and read “Wings.” (“Dances in dusk’s light” – !) Those jasmine blooms just bring is right THERE. Happy Poetry Friday!
Great piece. Looks like rain is inspiring everyone. One day at a time…;)