Sunny with a Chance of Clouds

Crabby.

wine end day –

few forgot until

looked out.

rained mood

but went.

found myself instead,

better made.

wine, talked,

conversation.

(For this poem, I took an unpublished blog post I’d written, and took every 5th word and wrote it down. Then I added spacing and punctuation to see if I could get it to make poetic sense. It doesn’t really address the topic of faces, unless you picture mine going from crabby to better as the poem progresses. I did not use chiasmus in this poem.)

Writing201 Poetry: faces (topic), found poetry (poetic format), chiasmus (literary device)