Christopher Reid's sheep

I went to the first show that Katy Evans-Bush writes about here. In fact, those are photos she took with my iPhone. Christopher Reid's variations on the form of "Baa, baa, black sheep" inspired me to write one for him. His didn't have titles of their own; mine does:

READ REID

Hey there Christopher,

have you any verses?

Yes sir, yes sir, 

three good curses.

One for Abel,

and one for Cain,

and one for the evil twin

who lives in my brain.

It's a cool form to play with. Similarly, I occasionally write poems whose stanzas have a form I call the "wheelbarrow," after "The Red Wheelbarrow," which is actually quite structured: three words in one line, one line in the next, new stanza, repeat:

so much depends

upon

a red wheel

barrow

glazed with rain

water

beside the white

chickens.

There's a visual pun here, too, in that the three-one structure makes each couplet look a bit like a wheelbarrow.