Last week in class, we were given 15 minutes to write a love poem without rhyme, meter or any formal constraint and I came up with two (although now that I am aware, writing without formal constraint takes getting used to.) This is just for my collection.
A day without seeing you
is to be awake in the Arctic
during the winter solstice
awaiting the break of an elusive dawn.
Love was us in a hot air balloon,
floating on tangerine clouds across Cappadocia,
bubbly light and high on champagne
Until we were shaken up by a bumpy landing.
Then we were told to write four-line tetrameter love poem in the form of a Ruba’i rhyme scheme.
What I want to hear
Tenderly whisper in my ears,
the cherished words I yearn to hear.
How your heart burst with love for me,
and forever you want me near.
He holds my body against him,
our eyes lock, our gazes are grim.
I smile and take my last deep breath.
His face fading as light grows dim.