Long Triolet Poems
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When hope shines out from a blue canopy,
there's something magical about the day!
My soul is filled with sweet felicity
when hope shines out from a blue canopy.
The world seems brighter. Look about; you’ll see
the birds and bees and butterflies at play!
When hope shines out from a blue canopy,
there's something magical about the day!
A sapphire sheet becomes the sky at night
as magic of this happy day extends.
A canopy adorned with flecks of light -
a sapphire sheet becomes the sky at night.
Bright stars: I wish I may, I wish I might
have all my dreams come true before night ends!
A sapphire sheet becomes the sky at night
as magic of this happy day extends.
HM for a contest at Soup back in 2011
Now used May 4, 2019
for Richard Lamoureux's the 'Honourable Mentions worth mentioning. ' Poetry Contest
Background story:
As I looked through my HM's to find one to enter in this contest, I found several that I felt were some of my best poems; however, they had won a placement at least in one other contest here at Soup, so I wanted to find a poem I really liked that had never placed with anything other than HM. Of all my HM's that were re-entered in other contests, this one stood out to me. It got not only an HM, but also two NA's. I believe the other contests I entered it in were standard contests not asking for new poems. I had worked hard to make each stanza bright and uplifting to fit the original theme of "hope." None of the contests it had been entered into required strict rules about form, etc., so I have felt puzzled as to why it has not fared better. I will let you, Richard, be the judge if it is worthy of recognition better than HM or NA from you.
Frozen snowflakes melting on your tongue,
remember how it felt the first time?
Enjoying life just being young,
frozen snowflakes melting on your tongue.
Do you miss the fun of snowballs swung,
recall how it made you feel sublime?
Frozen snowflakes melting on your tongue,
remember how it felt the first time?
Recall how it made you feel sublime,
when you saw snowflakes fall from the sky?
Catching snowflakes was a happy time,
recall how it made you feel sublime?
Not calling a snow day was a crime,
it would actually make you cry.
Recall how it made you feel sublime,
when you saw snowflakes fall from the sky?
It would actually make you cry,
when you felt snowflakes caress your cheek.
Fascinated, watching the snow fly,
it would actually make you cry.
All excited, you were feeling spry,
mesmerized and unable to speak.
It would actually make you cry,
when you felt snowflakes caress your cheek.
(Intertwining Triolet)
11/16/2015
Fall's Beginning
Written by:
Sara Kendrick
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
Early zephry cool and air wrung dry
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
A start to a wonderful day birds cry
Leaves in places now caramel brown
The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky
Crinolines on horizon with gown
by~Poet Destroyer
We walk the green fern garden range!
We sit and stare and tease our eyes!
Emotions flow with my Easter dress so strange;
Easter morn vocals came within range!
We're dancing, like leaves that rearrange!
I twirl my gown to fly with the skies.
Angel dust travels swiftly in the open range.
Clouds fall so vividly on my gown like crinolines disguise!
What Makes Christmas Sweet (Taste)
It’s taffy, chewy in my teeth,
And chocolate melting on my tongue,
The crunch of candy bars like Heath;
It’s taffy, chewy in my teeth,
Bright gumdrops from a homemade wreath,
Or candy canes from tree limbs hung!
It’s taffy, chewy in my teeth
And chocolate melting on my tongue.
I Love (Touch)
I love to feel the fire’s warm glow
And touch your face by its soft light.
To be back home, out of the snow,
I love to feel the fire’s warm glow,
Your breath against my cheek and know
You’ll be with me through all the night.
I love to feel the fire’s warm glow
And touch your face by its soft light.
For PD's Any Poem Goes #6 Poetry Contest
I.
Like the muse, Rose inspires his songs;
and breathes into his gloomy lines
her tender love, which rhyme prolongs.
Like the muse, Rose inspires his songs,
like verse free of errors or wrongs
that sweetly flows like fine, aged wines.
Like the muse, Rose inspires his songs;
and breathes her love into his lines.
II.
The love of Rose, within her heart,
which overflows with lovely songs,
inspires life into rhyming art.
The love of Rose, within her heart,
brings them closer though they're apart:
but love makes distance never long.
The love of Rose, within her heart,
always flows with her lovely songs.
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Ecosystem in this national park fosters four hundred species of life.
Sedimentary layers of pink, tan and white look like soap.
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Oglala Lakota people named it land bad as they learned to cope.
Ghost dances are performed there around indigenous fires of rope.
Black footed ferrets are chasing prairie dogs who understand strife.
Into the badlands we travel with hearts full of infinite hope.
Ecosystem in this national park fosters four hundred species of life.
Written 10-25-2020
Contest: Pick a Title Vol 24 Triolet Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Candied kisses can taste bittersweet
when love's flavor fades, yet lingers on.
Leaving a hint of passion's heat,
candied kisses can taste bittersweet.
Yesterday's feelings feel incomplete,
like the forgotten words of a song.
Candied kisses can taste bittersweet
when love's flavor fades, yet lingers on.
Like the forgotten words of a song,
loneliness haunts your frustrated heart.
You try to recall when love went wrong,
like the forgotten words of a song.
And those fractured dreams keep hanging on,
threatening to tear your world apart.
Like the forgotten words of a song,
loneliness haunts your frustrated heart.
Threatening to tear your world apart,
the absence of love brings you to tears.
While feelings of anxiety start,
threatening to tear your world apart.
Tomorrow is assigned a bit part
within today's theater of fears.
Threatening to tear your world apart,
the absence of love brings you to tears.
Half past Summer, two months till Fall
A Monet image, relishing!
Brisk sienna steppingstones sprawl
Half past Summer, two months till Fall
Whiffs of earthy cinnabar loll
Gold aspens strewn embellishing
Half past Summer, two months till Fall
A Monet image, relishing!
(A Tribute to Bruddah Iz: Hawaiian musician, singer, songwriter, and Hawaiian sovereignty activist May 20, 1959 – June 26, 1997) - Wikipedia
A soft sweet sound he strummed with glee:
“What a Wonderful World It Is!”
Such songs he sang for you and me.
A soft sweet sound he strummed with glee.
Hawaiian landscapes we could see
on hearing songs of Bruddah Iz.
A soft sweet sound he strummed with glee:
“What a Wonderful World It Is!”
His ukulele Iz still plays,
for he’s where peace and love abide,
and island sunsets are ablaze!
His ukulele Iz still plays.
“Over the Rainbow” he now stays
with angels singing on that side!
His ukulele Iz still plays,
for he’s where peace and love abide.
Nov. 6, 2022
for Writing Challenge - Unburden a ''U'' Word- Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Written 27 July 2023
Edited 30 July 2023
Faith in the Lord
Let our faith in the Supreme Lord
Shine like a clear and dazzling light.
To be far from God we cannot afford
Let us soar and scramble on His vessel`s board
Let us lighten our heavy load,
Broaden our vision and our sight.
Let our faith in the Supreme Lord
Shine like a clear and dazzling light.