A poem of mine entitled "Red Rose Petal Wife." The prosody of this poem consists of descending meter from 5 feet to 1 foot lines per stanza.

Red Rose Petal Wife


In soft descent I see the thin petal
(Sweeping graceful through the spring-air)
From the rose flower fall;
And I do weep
In Gloom.

For it cruel drags me to that day in March
(The luscious grass was freshly mowed)
When our children frolicked
Celebrating
The sun–

Then in quick plunge I saw my fairest dear
(Screaming in her red silken dress)
From our stone tower fall;
And she did leap
To Doom.