Every day the man in rags,
Standing, begs for food.
Rain gets in his holey shoes;
Cold goes through his hood.
Once he was a businessman;
He and wife were wealthy.
Now she’s gone, and he is left
Lonely, poor, unhealthy.
I would go the extra mile
For a chance to see him smile.
Posted today in response to the Daily Post Prompt: Micro. It’s a small poem that takes a small look into the eyes of a man who has learned smallness. And what a big difference a little smile can make!
This poem is called a Miniature, although frankly, I don’t know how it got its name, for I’ve definitely seen smaller forms.
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Miniature — decastich (10-line) form created by Margaret Ball Dickson
Syllabic Pattern: 7-5-7-5-7-6-7-6-7-7
Rhyme Scheme: xaxaxbxbcc
Rhythm: Trochaic — All lines begin with a stressed syllable. Lines 6 and 8 have feminine endings (unstressed), but all the rest have masculine endings (stressed).
The 5th syllable of line 1 rhymes with the 1st syllable of line 2.