Day five of NaPoWriMo suggests a cinquain, a five-line poem with emphases on particular syllables.
Here’s one inspired by a recent night out in Prohibition Manchester. (I’ll be there again on Saturday, if the poem tempts you. Or I do.) Check out how to write cinquains, then let me know if you think I hit the stresses at the right points. It's a little bit literal, but it's a first attempt.
Has a DJ
The music binds us all.
With the dark-haired beauty in black,