She has travelled afar

a Tri-fall poem

With steady pumping hiss
the oxygen machine
curates a melody 
for an angel’s soft kiss 
upon the damascene
of Mother’s elegy…

and yet we weep sorrow
at the soon leave-taking 
of our most precious gem,
tonight or tomorrow 
her gentle soul waking
to touch the royal hem.

She has travelled afar
to that city not built
by mortal man’s design,
but by heaven’s true star,
who embroidered the quilt,
rolled it out; let it shine.

There are mansions high, there are mansions wide way up in the glory land,
There are mansions fiiled with jasper of wondrous beauty grand,
I've a mansion high prepared for me, 'twas built by hands divine,
But i know my mother's mansion is higher than mine.

I know my mother's mansion is higher than mine,
Her mansion is many stories high, a gift of heaven divine, 
There's a room for every tear she shed in this world she left behind, 
And I know my mother's mansion is higher than mine.

Yes, Jesus went and prepared a place just like He said He'd do,
He built for me a mansion, and one for others too, 
And if her home was measured by her precious love divine, 
I know my mother's mansion is higher than mine.
     
     ~ Mother’s Mansion is Higher Than Mine by Mac Wiseman

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The Tri-fall, created by Jan Turner, consists of three 6-line stanzas, for a total of 18 lines. The rhyme scheme is a,b,c,a,b,c [etc.] and meter for each stanza is as follows: 6/3/8, 6/3/8. This form requires little to no punctuation and can be written on any subject matter. 
     ~from Shadow Poetry, A Poet’s Writing Resource
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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