Cold Rain

FredPeyer

It’s cold

And rainy

 

The weather

My heart

 

Mirrors of

Despondency

 

Identical twins

Of misery

 

Hopelessness

Growing exponentially

 

Raindrops feeding

Bleak puddle

 

Of my

Liquified soul

 

Freezing onto

Stone-cold heart

 

Where smiles

Die young

 

Love was

Never born

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 8th, 2017 00:13
  • Comment from author about the poem: I am experimenting (and messing around) with what I call 'Minimalist Poems'. Each line has only one or two words. I have no idea if there is a 'proper' name for this.
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Michael Edwards

    Don't know of a name for it but very effective - great stuff Fred

    • FredPeyer

      Thank you so much Michael, for your encouraging comment. Tomorrow I will post another one of these, but with the opposite subject matter.

      • Michael Edwards

        I look forward to it.

      • Goldfinch60

        Good write, hopefully the one you write tomorrow will be warmer.

        • FredPeyer

          Thanks Goldfinch, it will not only be warmer, it will be hot!

        • orchidee

          A fine write Fred. Maybe it's called 'staccato' or could be. Short and sweet - and can be sharp sometimes too.
          You gonna be long-winded tomorrow instead?! heehee. Oh, you mean the subject matter will be opposite, not the actual length of the poem.

          • FredPeyer

            Thanks orchidee, exactly!

          • myself and me

            I love it. Brief, simple yet deep.

            • FredPeyer

              Thank you m&m! It is an experiment in simplicity, the simpler the better.

            • WL Schuett

              Good work Fred I always like to see someone pushing themselves to get beyond their comfort zones

              • FredPeyer

                Thanks WL, you are so right. This one is borderline comfort zone. But I like it and without experimenting there is no growth.

              • Louis Gibbs

                A strong series of couplets here, Fred. I like this new form you experiment with. It is fun working with form and shape in our poems, isn't it. Well done!

                • FredPeyer

                  Thanks so much Louis! Yes it is fun, and it keeps the little bit of brain I have working!

                • Simple-Man87

                  I love the "identical twins of misery." Amazing, sir. Well done.

                  • FredPeyer

                    Thanks Simple-Man, looks like we just cannot stop patting each other on the backs! 🙂



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