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My Last Sunset

The triple sun set - what a sight, And colours that I’d never seen, My captors chirping their delight. The triple sun set - what a sight, Before the thirty moons of night. My fellow captives: bones picked clean. The triple sun set - what a sight, And colours that I’d never seen.

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/2/2012 10:37:00 PM

oh, this is funny. I was so excited to see that I'd found one of yours with no comment under it and then realized it was a double post (you must have accidentally posted this one twice) and MY comment was under THIS copy of it!!well, my friend, I will see you later. Time for me to finally get off. but I want to do a contest before I go I think.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/28/2012 8:54:00 PM

this is great imagery. I do love triolets. What inspired this one?

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 8/7/2011 9:27:00 PM

I'm beginning to see what a triolet is, love the repitition as it adds to the flow. Do did such a great write on this one Jack.

Cory Long

Date: 8/7/2011 3:36:00 PM

this was very good, nicely done with the form.. cory

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/7/2011 3:22:00 PM

OK luv so u do know this posted twice right? still good at second reading.. still wow..

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 8/7/2011 2:15:00 PM

Jack, I see this is quite similar to your other triolet. Did you post it twice? Wouldn't be surprised if you did so accidentally given all the technical problem on Poetry Soup. Love, carolyn