Poetic Form 78: Minute Poem

 Look

The eyes fall to another time,

and place. I climb

to see the path,

she walks with wrath.

The gate is locked with old beliefs.

Lover’s motifs

of broken rings,

the arrows sting.

I scream, frustration hits my chest.

A question pressed 

my words, disguised

past her sad eyes.

Poetic Form #78: Minute Poem

The minute poem is a recent poetic form.
The form is devised of 3 quatrains with 8 syllables in the first line of
each stanza. There are 4 syllables in the remaining lines of each stanza.
The rhyme scheme is aabb/ccdd/eeff and written in strict iambic meter.
Each stanza contains 20 syllables. With 3 stanzas that equals equals
60 syllables total. 60 seconds, or a minute.