On the Edge of Disaster

The world’s on edge of a disaster, As man both deaf and dumb has gone, Clueless at crest with empty bluster, The world’s on edge of a disaster, Helpless, man’s fallen flat, and faster, Fruits of his sin averse to own, The world’s on edge of a disaster, As man both deaf and dumb has gone. __________________________________ Reflections |10.07.2023| Triolet, world Poet’s note: Triolet is a short poem of rhyme and repetition. We can call this a modern English Triolet. It is generally set in iambic foot, and ends with what is often called a masculine ending. Here, the lines rhyming with the first line end with an amphibrach (a feminine ending).