I’m enjoying playing with new poetry forms. This one’s a Florette. The rhyme scheme is a,a,b,a, and the meter is 8,8,8,12. The
fourth line has a requirement of internal (b) rhyme scheme, which I quite like, on syllable 8. The prompt for this one was ‘a disaster poem‘.
The shrill alarm of wakening Banishes the dream, preventing A return to enfolding sleep His limbs obey like mindless sheep, mind-state changing A bleary face cold-splashed awake A stretch and a yawn ease the ache Day begins as ev'ry other Body pulls itself together, new day, retake Downstairs, en-robed, all good so far Kitchen, kettle and breakfast bar All he needs now is the coffee He opens the cupboard to see the empty jar