Miranda Hawley Poet Triolet

Chaotic Cloud

Swirling round and round heading down.
Straight and out I cannot see.
Confusion and cloudiness blurry the way.
Swirling round and round heading down.
Mindlessly dancing round the day.
Fixing a gaze of the path of the confused.
Swirling round and round and heading down.
Straight and out I cannot see.

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Andrea Dietrich February 19, 2023 at 11:08 AM I like this, but let me tell you something in soupmail.

Bill Baker November 23, 2022 at 4:10 PM I see you're trying some different fprms, Miranda. Variety is the spice of life. :-) Have a great week, my friend. Bill Miranda Hawley November 23, 2022 at 5:18 PM I really am trying to learn new types of poetry to write. This website is really amazing at teaching. I might as well use it and grow.

Rico Leffanta November 15, 2022 at 11:00 AM Cataract surgery next! Aloha! Miranda Hawley November 15, 2022 at 11:09 AM I mean maybe.

Harry Horsman November 14, 2022 at 8:19 PM Tantalising poetry, Miranda. Walking in mist or fog, never easy. Like this...Harry Miranda Hawley November 15, 2022 at 3:59 AM Thank you for the reply and I am glad you like it.