I wrote the following poem using a sestet form called the Wordsworth Sestet.
In Search of the Last Snowman
The neighborhood kids crept over the hill,
silently seeking out the last snowman -
a quite cool chap, who’s been seen by no man
‘cept for ice cowboys who don’t mind the chill.
Then suddenly - “Look, tribe! Look up ahead!
I think that I see him. Stay mum until…
I give the signal,” the chieftain boy said.