Tasted like honey: A poem by Mike Cole

He took a sip and it tasted sweet,

She took a breath and felt the heat.

Like lovers they danced and steam began to form.

Miles apart, a desire was born.

A dream, a sigh, a chance to deny.

And yet neither did, the trance had its hold.


It’s been interesting to write love poetry to say the least. I’ve played with Dark themes and more excitable themes. This poem is a personal favorite as I’ve leaned into the more figurative and image driven. I’m a fan of imperfect rhymes and free verse. Coupling lines together is enjoyable, but there is just something about the mismatch at the end that really speaks volumes. It creates an emphasis on the last line, adding a sense of finality to what is a fast moving poem.

You Never Knew Me: A poem by Mike Cole

You never knew me, nor I you.

Two strangers, passing through.

The wind whispered as we walked,

No words uttered, no words talked.

So strangers we remained, only ever passing.

For in love, nothing is ever truly lasting.


A poem I’m sure many can find themselves acquainted with. Unrequited love. The brief, fleeting thought of acting on attraction, but letting a moment pass. It’s beautiful but ultimately tragic.

With this poem, I tried to capture an idea, a moment. It emphasizes what is unsaid and plays with the idea of saying more, without explicitly stating it.

The lines are coupled, following a simple AABB rhyme scheme. I like to weave tints of tragedy into love poems to make them more human and with the end of the poem, you get a sinking feeling. The flow is thrown slightly off rhythm and lacks much of the excitement of the earlier lines. It is abrupt and signifies that this is truly an end, not a beginning.

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!