Poetry challenge #36: Drowning leaves

Just got back and find this hasn’t posted. Must a have got the settings wrong.

This week’s challenge is to write a trilonnet inspired by this photograph.


You can find out how to write a trilonnet here. I discovered I’ve already written trilonnets without realising it. It has eight syllables per line, and three stanzas of three lines. The rhyme pattern has the first lines of each stanza rhyme, the second lines, and the third. The last couplet rhymes with itself.

This is one I wrote to illustrate the form.


The light is gone and winter’s calling,

Wind strips the trees with sudden force,

Sedge whispers low the year is done.


Rime on branches, red leaves falling,

But bare thorns left on rose and gorse,

A shadow memory, the sun.


Too much sweetness, love is palling,

Too many songs, your voice is hoarse,

Our story ends before begun.


Red leaves carried on the river,

Winter looms, alone I shiver.


Rather than give you a few words as suggestions, this week I’m asking you to start your poem with the first four syllables:

The light is gone…

I leave the rest of the line to you as what follows will influence the rhymes in the next stanzas. Post the link to your poem in the comments before next Tuesday. Because I did last week’s round up early, I’ll post any last minute Pebbles entries with this challenge.



The blackbird among the leaves


I watch the blackbird among the slippery leaves.

He watches me with an eye that sees

The minutiae of existence.

Beneath the rotting leaves in the cold, shallow mud

Life squirms.

Blackbird bobs and scratches

Living one insect at a time

And ruffles his feathers against the wind.

No summer memories to keep him warm

No thoughts of spring ahead

Just life’s command rattling in his bones

Live scratch eat

And in the spring, if there is a spring

Your lean throat will fill

With the pared down purity of a song.