L Milton Hankins Poet Triolet

My Mountain Home

Where eagles soar above the low-lying hills
Here towering pines hold up the azure skies
In humble mountain home my heart thrills,
Where eagles soar above the low-lying hills
And dip suddenly for water in rippling rills
If I think of leaving tears well up in my eyes,
Where eagles soar above the low-lying hills
Here towering pines hold up the azure skies.

If I think of leaving tears well up in my eyes
In humble mountain home my heart thrills
Where eagles soar above the low-lying hills
And dip suddenly for water in rippling rills
Here towering pines hold up the azure skies
My love for my mountain home never dies.

written January 13, 2022
[a Trionet. my poetic form combining
the triolet and the sonnet with alternate
rhyme scheme. See "New Poetic Forms"]

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Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2022 at 3:46 AM Your imagery makes me want to run down to Kentucky and sit on your porch and see those diving eagles, Hank. "In humble mountain home my heart thrills Where eagles soar above the low-lying hills" I may show up one of these days with two dogs and a first husband. L Milton Hankins January 17, 2022 at 8:47 AM You are always welcome. I could let Buddy roam in my fenced back yard. Of course, he'd probably jump the fence! (chuckling) It's all covered with a thick blanket of snow right now.

Kim Merryman January 13, 2022 at 7:52 PM You paint a vivid picture with your words, Milton! Lovely images. Blessings, Kim M L Milton Hankins January 13, 2022 at 7:54 PM Thanks so much, Kim, for your thoughtful comment on my poem.