Triolet: Gale blows harder

In response to Christine Haggerty’s prompt, a Poetry Poker Deal of five words:

above, snap, strain, slam, creep

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Gale blows harder, snap and strain,

Trees bend creaking a wild din make,

Clouds creep lower, falling rain.

Gale blows harder, snap and strain,

Slamming doors, so sharp the pain,

Above the tumult, I hear the break.

Gale blows harder, snap and strain,

Trees bend creaking, a wild din make.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

6 thoughts on “Triolet: Gale blows harder”

  1. Wow, this one was even more poignant on the second reading. Wow again. The repetition works great. I love the double meaning of “I hear the break”. Very subtle and powerful. Wow, one more time!

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