L Milton Hankins Poet Triolet

Lacy Fingers of Ice

Dainty lacy fingers of ice like crocheted filigrees
Are creeping across the cold, blue windowpane,
Like tri-mast ocean schooners on stormy seas
Dainty lacy fingers of ice like crocheted filigrees
A tiny spider is brought to its tiny fragile knees
Trying to find a bit of warmth, I’m afraid, in vain
Dainty lacy fingers of ice like crocheted filigrees
Are creeping across the cold, blue windowpane.

Written January 29, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger January 30, 2022 at 1:56 AM Your triolets are AMAZING which is why I do not even try them. L Milton Hankins January 30, 2022 at 8:50 AM Oh, I think you should try them, Caren. They are so much fun to write. I encourage you!

Harry Horsman January 29, 2022 at 6:19 PM The poetry, and the form go so well together. Milt, Your words bring the whole poem to life. Love it. L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 6:30 PM Thanks so much for your thoughts, harry. I appreciate your read so much and your comment.

Deb M January 29, 2022 at 4:30 PM Hi Milton….such a lovely descriptive very delicate poem. Debx L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 6:31 PM Thanks, Deb. I'm glad you liked it, and I appreciate your thoughts so much.

Bill Baker January 29, 2022 at 1:48 PM Second Triolet I've read today, Milt. I think I like this form. Yours is a good one with the ice creeping across the pane and the spider's plight unknown. I enjoyed the read. Thanks for sharing, Bill L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 2:07 PM Thank you, Bill. I love triolets. They are easy and fun to write, so I suggest you give them a try!

Tom Cunningham January 29, 2022 at 12:49 PM Brrr, reminds me of my first house that was single glazed and when we had harsh winters the inside glass inside had a coating of ice on it. Pretty patterns though. Tom L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 1:08 PM And that was cold!!!! I can't remember ice forming on the insides of the windows, but we had only one coal stove heating our whole house. Times were mighty different then.

I Am Anaya January 29, 2022 at 12:18 PM Like crocheted filigrees--golden chains. Purple lips on tiny spider are the image I get. I agree, should come to California L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 12:47 PM No thanks, I Am Anaya. I expect it to drop into the Pacific anytime now, or, perhaps be inundated with a powerful tsunami. (chuckling). I love the hills!

Robert Gorelick January 29, 2022 at 12:11 PM Loved the imagery. Too bad tiny spider can't come to L.A. 75 degrees with 5 mile an hour winds! L Milton Hankins January 29, 2022 at 12:49 PM It probably would if something it could cling to was headed that way. Even me! At least temporarily. My favorite place in California is San Diego. I lived in San Francisco for about six months. It was too breezy, rainy, and chilly, as I recall.