Newton Ranaweera Poet Triolet

Bite the Bullet

Dust wraps him from his head to toe;
What more? - He's to bite the bullet,
For he's been busted by his foe;
Dust wraps him from his head to toe
And rusts his heart. Is that his flaw?  
He clacks like a little pullet. 
Dust wraps him from his head to toe;
What more? - He's to bite the bullet.


Chosen title: Bite the bullet 

Nov. 1, 2020
Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet - Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Edward Ebeh

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Anne-Lise Andresen November 5, 2020 at 3:43 AM - This was really impressive ... wooow, Newton :) - A winning poem ... without a doubt, my friend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Newton Ranaweera November 5, 2020 at 11:11 AM Thank you so much, Anne-Lise, for this sweet comment!!

Kim Rodrigues November 2, 2020 at 4:33 AM Great! The triolet is all about the refrain, you chose a great one! Love the imagery of dust wrapping him from head to toe. Newton Ranaweera November 2, 2020 at 5:01 AM Thank you so much, Kim, for this impressively beautiful comment!!