We've all likely heard of the six-word story made famous by Ernest Hemmingway:
For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.
So, in keeping with the minimalist theme of Fats Velvet's new thread, how about the six word poem? You can break up the words into however many lines you like, but the poem must contain ONLY six words.
Here's mine (with all due credit to e.e. cummings):
a
leaf
falls.
lonely,
terrible
evening.
When will children learn to let their wildernesses burn?
And love will be new, never cold and vacant.
"...So, in keeping with the minimalist theme of Fats Velvet's new thread, how about the six word poem? You can break up the words into however many lines you like, but the poem must contain ONLY six words...."
Stars bloom
around a new moon
Last edited by Joella; November 8th, 2012 at 04:50 AM.
incensed, bleak and burning
humanity descending
Expediency tugs back
against inertia indulged.
Last edited by Fats Velvet; November 9th, 2012 at 08:06 AM.
Aim low, hit high. Surprise.
Pound two ounces
Your heart
heavy.
Last edited by Vitaly Ana; November 9th, 2012 at 09:40 AM.
Our glory days
break these chains
insomniacs' dream
a world at peace
"PS: don't take technical advice about cold fusion from someone who can't spell fuzhun."
Hidden Content
She surrendered.
He triumphed.
Hindsight waited.
Bees seeking nectar
Red Admirals fluttering
In eyes we see only everything.
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