Experimental Poetry Form: two words

Today’s experimental poetry form is called two words.  The idea is simple: a poem of two words.

While two words may not seem sufficient to write a poem and get a message across, if done with broadness or with context, it can be.  Here are 10 examples of two word poems:

Go away.

She died.

Open up.

Never stop.

Telling lies.

Falling tears.

Empty inside.

Quiet room.

Uncontrollable shaking.

Hidden wallflower.


While each poem is short, if perceived broadly, or given context, they can relate a message.

For example, consider the poem Quiet room.

If taken broadly, this could mean a number of things.  It might mean a peaceful setting.  It might mean a room where everyone has left.  It might mean a room where someone is detained.  It might mean a room after someone has died.  It could mean these or other things.  If a reader perceives the poem broadly, they could get a number of messages from it, which can add depth to the poem.

Similarly, if the poem was given context, for example with a title, or by being worked into a story or with other poems, that context could signify the meaning and give the two word poem impact.  For example, if the poem Quiet room, was worked into a broader context of loneliness, the message of the poem would come through.

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Poem Series: George: Memories of George

Hearing you flutter in your cage,
taking off the sheet,
and opening the door in the morning.

Bouncing about,
and flying to the bars.

Pecking at a finger,
as your water and food were changed.

Jumping on the door,
as it swung open.

Climbing up and down the bars.

Flying about,
to the window sill,
to the bookshelf,
to the shoulder.

Landing on people’s heads.

and tweeting.

Flying back to your cage.

Peeling seeds,
pecking at the minerals.

Singing out,
when you heard noise.

Laying eggs.

Brooding over the eggs.

Flying from person to person.

Eating bread.

The daily tending of your cage.

The weekly tending of your cage.

Uncovering your cage in the morning.

Covering your cage at night.

Poem Series: George: George was a good bird

George was a good bird.

She used to fly to people’s heads,
and fly from one person to another.

She used to play with toys,
and make a bell ring.

She used to eat bread,
and fruit she was fed.

She used to fly about the house,
and land above the bookshelf.

She used tweet so much,
and just kept going and going.

She used to peck at hands,
if a person played with her.

She used to like her cage,
and felt safe there.

George was a good bird.