Rusted Time

a Monotetra I wrote for the Weekly Splasharama...

Rusted Time


Our first encounter, true love's kiss
Accidental, but not amiss.
Once, there were two of us, such bliss.
Until the miss, until the miss.

I did not see you were not glad.
‘Til this relationship went bad.
I sat alone here; broken, sad.
I felt so mad, I felt so mad.

Tried really hard, with all my might;
to hold on, not to lose your light.
Ours, can no longer be set right.
I lost the fight, I lost the fight.

On this bench, I waited solely
for you to come, come quick, find me!
But time had passed, left me empty.
Eternally… Eternally…

The Monotetra is a form that consist of four lines, each line ending mono-rhyme.
Each line has a syllable count of eight or four metric feet.
To give the form a more profound and distinct effect the last line is written
in two metric feet or four syllables then repeated.