Poetry challenge Triolet: the entries

Almost lost this post! I saved it as a draft yesterday and WP removed it from its rightful place and stuck it somewhere it thought I wouldn’t find it.

Well done all who tried out a triolet for the first time. I hope you discovered that is isn’t as complicated as it sounds in the manual. There were some really excellent poems among the contributions.

First in this week was a newcomer. Welcome, Kerry.

Kerry Black

Poppy Petals

Take a seat upon yonder throne
Upholstered with poppy petals
Though you are reluctant to rule
Take a seat upon yonder throne
Replacing your father the fool
And don an emerald mantle
Take a seat upon yonder throne
Upholstered with poppy petals.

 

A fine example from Ken

A Single Rose

A single rose, its meaning hidden,
A farewell gift, or sign of love.
A pledge perhaps, of love forbidden,
A single rose, its meaning hidden.
A trace of doubt has come, unbidden,
To ponder on its weight thereof.
A single rose, its meaning hidden,
A farewell gift, or sign of love?

https://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/2016/02/03/a-single-rose/

Sri Sudha K. sent in this one, an attempt to follow the rhyme patter, after writing a three stanza triolet-style poem that you can find in the comments on the challenge page. Well done for persevering, Sri 🙂

With eyes closed…

As I close my eyes,I just think,
What fond memories do I behold??
The sky lantern n the flower I hold,
As I close my eyes,I just think,
Come back to me my dear,
Without you there’s darkness here,
As I close my eyes, I just think,
What fond memories do I behold???

Here are the links to the poems on her blog:

https://srisudhak.wordpress.com/2016/02/04/with-eyes-closed/
https://srisudhak.wordpress.com/2016/02/04/the-throne-of-my-heart/

 

Kat Myrman wrote this little gem that appeals to the melancholic in me.

Opiate Mem’ries

The mem’ry of that autumn night
still haunts her dreams these many years
she fills her veins with opiates
the mem’ry of that autumn night
and cries for him through groggy tears
but death has closed his ears to hear
the mem’ry of that autumn night
still haunts her dreams these many years.

https://kmmyrman.wordpress.com/2016/02/03/opiate-memries-

 

Another poignant poem from Peter Bouchier

https://peterbouchier.wordpress.com/english-essays-and-poems-2/twelve-years/

 

From the Crow. I know you claim that this was difficult to do, but I love the result.

under the tree, the shadows crawl
but not a single bird will fly
above the leaves nor near the wall.
under the tree the shadows crawl
and in the house within the hall
a cat naps, but she’d rather lie
under the tree. the shadows crawl
but not a single bird will fly.

Poem 20160203b – Caw!

 

This poem from Janice is very heavily influenced by her thoughts about the painting. I share some of them.

Dream world – Ontheland

 

Like the Crow, Jennifer maintains this was difficult. Like the Crow’s poem, the result is worth the sweat 🙂

Misguided | Graceful Press Poetry

 

From Mr Todd, similar thoughts to Peter’s. Poignant and delicate.

Last Words… – A Flash of Fiction…

Last words

Last Words…
The last words he ever did speak,
Will live with me the rest of mine,
Spoken in tones so very weak.
The last words he ever did speak,
Though said in a moment so bleak,
Have become for me my lifeline.
The last words he ever did speak
Will live with me the rest of mine.

 

 

From Kerfe. A slightly askew, surreal take on a triolet with a very satisying result. Like it 🙂

https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com/2016/02/05/my-dream/

 

From Doug the Elusive Trope. Another one who doesn’t like rhyme. Who’d know? And a Claudia McGill illustration.

Somewhere Else

 

From Merril (fingers tightly crossed the computer doesn’t explode)

The Moon Embraced Her: Poetry Challenge, Triolet | Yesterday and today: Merril’s historical musings

Another fine collection! Thanks all for participating. I know that was a difficult one. I promise tomorrow’s challenge will be more relaxing.

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