Trina Layne Poet Tercet

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Tercet Poetry 

Sponsor: Joanna Daniel 

Scenes from our Marriage

Our love must never have a sunset,
Become cold as the sun in this sea.
Thus, hold tender vows without regret.

Dearly contemplating word and deed,
Heading along the bridal marquee.
Cadre of witnesses stands agreed.

Borrowed scarf erases mirthful sobs.
My elder's poor brooch fastened loosely.
Blue garter buckles, groom later lobs.

Launching fresh bouquets of baby's breath,
Superstition ignites fantasy.
Unbridled guests wrestle unto death.

Their hearts strive from unsettled desire.
When seeking love's prize, wisely tarry,
Arm steady flames, diffuse reckless fire.

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Sara Kendrick July 23, 2026 at 12:45 PM I am seeing your name on Joanna's winners' list. Congratulations! Way to go. Sara K. Trina Layne July 23, 2026 at 6:33 PM Thanks, Sara!

Joanna Daniel July 19, 2026 at 11:53 PM A different take on the theme of love and marriage, Trina, congratulations:) Trina Layne July 20, 2026 at 2:25 PM Appreciated, Joanna.

Andrea Dietrich June 28, 2026 at 3:46 PM My favorite kind was about the wrestling for the thrown bouquet. I wonder if it's that way all over the world. Cute poem Trina Layne June 28, 2026 at 4:27 PM Thanks for giving it a read, Andrea. This is a new form for me. Not sure how it works altogether, but you can't lose when you enjoy writing :)