Category: Free Verse

Cold Night: A poem by Mike Cole

Winter came and went

The cold she did not mind

The silence, a breath at first

Then, suffocation.

The days grew shorter, the nights longer

Warmth began to freeze and time stopped for a while.

The letter she held, yellowing, the letters fading.

Words never read, now lost.

So I’m back with more experimental poetry. I’ve enjoyed free verse poetry for quite a while now and this time around I decided to tell more of a story than I’ve typically done in the past. This is a continuation of “Love Letter Never Sent” as I play around with the idea of two-parters. Probably won’t happen too often but hopefully you enjoyed reading the piece. As always, feel free to comment below and let me know what you think!

Two Fish

Two fish swam together, side by side;

One white, the other black.

Light and shadow, in their perpetual dance;

A sun rises as another sets.

The Ocean is vast and deep, and they swam, pushing against the currents;

One day, hoping to meet.

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Shattered

The waves broke and the reflection remained

The tide shifting, gently.

The sand dampened and the sun began to set

Footprints disappearing on a beach long forgotten.

Snow gently fell and the soft Ocean breeze turned frigid

The water froze, briefly.

When the air warmed, the reflection began to show its cracks.

And when he went to touch his reflection, he no longer felt the gentle waves.

Instead, he felt the cold, frigid water as his reflection shattered.

I am…

I am the rocks as the waves come crashing to shore.

I am the beach, as the waves caress the sand.

I am the light guiding ships to safe harbor.

I am…

I am the mountains standing tall to touch the heavens.

I am the dirt that builds the foundation for which to stand.

I am the leaves that make the forest dance.

I am…

I am nothing to some, everything to all.

I am the whispers of the wind, the voice of thunder.

My bounty is plentiful but not unlimited.

I am…