Such is
melodious
treason, foulest madness;
you thought that you could break my heart–
too late.
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Such is
melodious
treason, foulest madness;
you thought that you could break my heart–
too late.
oh snap…too late…ugh that pain lives for quite some time….
Short but powerful.
boy, sad relationships are on everyone’s mind it seems. sadness expressed succinctly. nice job.
I love this short poem that packs a punch. Awesome!
A Shakespearian flavor to a timeless condition, neatly turned out fresh as the morning.
Melodious treason – what a wonderful juxtaposition of words Chris. You really are the master of these short pieces.
Shot and sweet with a powerful ending…
hi chris…
i especially like the way the words melodious treason play off of one another…and i am glad it was too late to break your heart…i enjoyed the careful wording, and simplicity, yet they ignite my imagination and leave it to me to roam the halls of where you allow the me to roam…wonderful poetry…
Very powerful, echos of true suffering. It is quite challenging to evoke that much emotion in such limited space, you met and exceeded it. Wonderfully done ~ Rose
Damn. …like a kick to the gut; and expressed with a dramatic tone. Hedge mentioned Shakespeare. Spot on.
It’s like being in Paris in April with no lover. That’s simply WRONG! Great capture, sad story. Thanks so much, Gay
There is something Shakespearean in the word choice and emotion you have captured in 16 words.
Like a strong and bitter cup of coffee this. I liked it.
sometimes less is best!
awesome!
Short but powerful-very nice!
Chris, a poem of few words, but treasonously melodic impact.
To poetry!
Love it.
Great Cinquain.
ouch!! I could almost hear a “GOTCHA” there!
Intense, sharp and superbly powerful!!