The invitation at dVerse is to write a Ghazal, you can learn more by following the link above.
Pale wings of the ibis so translucent in the light,
who of the gods opened the heavens to light?
No mist in the morning, the warmth means rain,
who closed the windows shuttering all light?
The tavern was crowded with the usual faces,
their sorrows drowned though the beer light.
Canine telegraphs excite across the valley,
who called through the dimming light?
And I, Paul, am surprised tonight,
a wisp of lace, my beloved so light.
©Paul Vincent Cannon