Emile Pinet Poet Triolet

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Angel Wings

I carve angel wings on the go,
under a sky of twinkling lights.
It's the only art form I know,
creating angels in the snow.
Ascending; Luna moves so slow
giving birth to the long, cold nights.
I carve angel wings on the go
under a sky of twinkling lights.

Giving birth to winter's long nights,
a virgin moon bleeds in the sky.
Guiding the clouds with gold highlights
Luna now readjusts Her sights,
filling my heart with sweet delights
granting my soul wings to fly.
Giving birth to winter's long nights,
a virgin moon bleeds in the sky.


(Intertwining Triolet)


12/10/2017

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Line Gauthier May 31, 2018 at 1:05 PM Beautiful imagery ideal for this form, Emile. Emile Pinet June 1, 2018 at 9:04 AM Thanks Line, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

Anna Hopper December 10, 2017 at 1:24 PM Gah! I admire you! Your poetry is absolutely brilliant and effortless.. always! Emile Pinet December 10, 2017 at 5:51 PM Thanks once again Anna, your comments are always welcome my friend, Emile.