The Link’in Poem is an 11-line, stanzaic poem, built by using the last letter of each line as the first letter of the next line. The twist in the form is that, the first letter of the first line becomes the last letter of the last line.
- The poem is non-rhyming and must have 6 to 10 syllables per line.
A wife clocked in sick one fine day,
Yelled aloud at her husband in bed,
Do the dishes and cook a meal for us,
Spare the broom but wash the clothes in haste.
Enraged, he stomped to the messy kitchen
Nothing he could find except eggs and bread.
Drowsy still, he smeared the eggs all over,
Ruined the clothes and left the bowls untouched.
Drained of goodwill, he felt very down.
No good am I, he agreed entirely
Yet, wished for a fit wife to make some tea.