I admit it, I made this one up. The form is inspired by Peter Bouchier’s lantern poem that he christened a ‘pine cone’ poem because its shape grew rather out of control. This is simpler than a pine cone, more like a butterfly quintain.
The form: ten lines with a syllable count of 188.8.131.52.184.108.40.206.5.
Those of you with a good grasp of maths will have noticed that this only makes nine lines. I did wonder why my poem had ten lines and it’s because I broke my own rule and had two central lines of one syllable. Since I did it so can you.
(Note to self) Remember to centre the poem to get the hourglass shape.
If you want to make it more complicated for yourself, try making the word in the middle a pivotal word that sends the poem off in a different direction. I haven’t tried that yet but will see what I can do today.
You have one week to make me an hourglass. Post links in the comments. Looking forward to reading your work 🙂
In the dark night calls
a lonely bird
death in its wings
winter frozen heart.