See this PDF for interesting examples of villanelles. Here are some sonnets.
Sestina
You
used
to
love
me
well.
Well,
you–
me–
used
love
to . . .
to . . .
well . . .
love.
You
used
me.
Me,
too,
used . . .
well . . .
you.
Love,
love
me.
You,
too
well
used,
used
love
well.
Me,
too.
You!
You used
to love
me well.
Ciara Shuttleworth
Hobo at Heart
by Nyx Hunt
I wake up to a train whistle sounding outside my bedroom window. It is the darkest part of a cold autumn night. I wish I were away with the train. I can feel the cool breeze blowing through the open door of the boxcar I would sit in; taste the tangy night air in the back of my throat. I can feel the power of thousands of pounds of steel barreling down the endless track to destinations unknown; see the twinkling lights of small towns in the distance as we blaze by. Adventure awaits me in my dreams.
6S
Nyx Hunt is a mom and a wife, who loves to go on wild adventures in her dreams.
Disgusted
by Joanna M. Weston
She’s being taken to court for hanging her laundry on the washing line. She’s trying to save the planet while her neighbour’s thoughts are, apparently, prurient. He says pillowcases and towels flapping in an easterly wind are “disgusting,” too lascivious to be seen. When she hangs jeans and tees he, behind closed drapes, looks for her underwear. Sheets and diapers she feels are innocent beyond belief. He sees conception flaunted in the public view.
6S
Joanna M. Weston has been publishing poetry, reviews, and short stories in anthologies and journals for twenty years.
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