As much as I long for spring, it’s still snowy and frigid here, so it’s the perfect time to share a poem that I wrote years ago, after I learned about a poetic form called a double dactyl. I followed almost all the rules and here’s what I came up with.

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Beautiful Daffodils

Beautiful daffodils
Wait by the windowsill
Watching the snow outside
Ready to bloom
Humblest of flowers these
Garden-variety
Blossoms are hiding in
Green-sheathed cocoons

Then when they open wide
Shining like little suns
Still they are wishing that
Winter were dead
Pitiful daffodils
Non-confrontational
Sighing at snowdrifts and
Hanging their heads

Have you ever written a double dactyl? What other poetry forms should I attempt?