Long Triolet Poems

~ You're Very Special ~
( Triolet )



God really cares and loves every man

You're so special to Him in every way

For you He has only the best of plan

God really cares and loves every man

With Him...

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Advertising triolet poem with narrative:


 Toyota Revo
(triolet)

A four-wheel drive,even purchased as second-hand
Still runs smoothly and safe, never trundles around
With its superlative engine, mileage is grand
A four-wheel drive, even purchased as second- hand.
Best gasoline saver, once...

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Milton was a person you couldn't help but like.
Almost every  time I wrote a Triolet
He'd stop by and visit and once said,
 "You know how I love the triolets!"
A gentle soul,  shared gentle...

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"Look, look, my dearest! Look at the sky!"
Said the tall cave dweller
With a sparkling smile in his eye

"Do you see the that vibrant rainbow?"
He asked the little pumpkin he held in his arms
"We must chase...

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Dear New Poet Friend,

Modern poetry challenges traditional, tired monologues.
My advice; make your writing energetic, eccentric, and eclectic!
Explore exciting words that reinvent the world in new colors.

Your reader wants an unforgettable experience in their otherwise ordinary...

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It seems
on the roads net 
between you and me
i know every stone, mark and feature
talking with them tet-a-tet
about you, my dear friend.

So often and so long
i run to you
in my dreams,
plans, fantasia
and others spiritual and...

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why do they say that they want you 
why do they say they take care for you 
why do they send mixed signals

they say that your the one
they say your the girl that they want
they...

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She pirouettes at the hall of fame,
Magnifying swan-silhouettes in delight
As silky red wings are in glaring flame,
She pirouettes in the hall of fame
Red Swan of Night is Paulette’s name.
While audience applause from left to right,
She...

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Iamb, Trochee, Spondee, Pyrrhic. Do those words have meaning for you? If not, you may find it handy as a poet to learn how to employ at least a few of them. They are names...

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(Inspired by Abe Lincoln’s poem “Memory”)

Mortality's Own Friend

So sadly here, among the dead,
I live - mortality's own friend.
Recalling all that's lost, I tread
so sadly here, among the dead.
Sweet memories are as a thread
which link the...

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Happy Merry Cheerful Christmas!
                               ...

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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...

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How Poetry Began, such plots you tell!
A Tale Of Fire And Ice you wrote so well
Poor Peter Pumpkin bid a sad adieu
Pink Cherry Blossoms was your first haiku
You Echo, Silent Still - love's dream come...

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FEELINGS

Have you ever had the feeling,
That can upset and send you reeling,
Like you're being watched and don't know why?

Like someone's out to get you,
Like they'd really like to hurt you,
And you'd better watch your back...

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At the bank of holy Ganga, a revered shrine,
Religious and cultural center, Varanasi.
Chants of ‘Har-Har Ganga’ grant blessings divine. 
At the bank of holy ganga, a revered shrine.
Bathing in Ganga remits the sin malign,
Founded by...

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*
      In the silence of the morning
   broken and disturbed 
      with birdsong hardly curbed

      I walk sleepily...

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The breeze a scent of salt and fish			
beneath a wash of puffy cloud--			
soft cotton hung upon a wish--			
the breeze a scent of salt and fish.			
The waves whispered in briny swish		
secrets to girls with heads unbowed;	
the...

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"As we be, so we are. As we are, 
so we become. We be, to become."
                  ...

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The Power That Can Save Me..........Hello.....is.......The Power The Power That "Made a Tree"!!!!!The Power that made "The Moon,The Earth,The Sky,and "All" Creation,and brought all of that into being,and can cause it "Not To Be"has no...

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the poor, the sick, the infirm, the abused
not one, but plenty of them, all over
a vacant sadness on each face, waiting to be enthused
the poor, the sick, the infirm, the abused
wait for a kindness from...

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as CHRISTMAS approaches I am full of      e b o n y      woe,
       for all my heart longs for...

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The Sound of Colours
http://gregoryswisdom.blogspot.com.au/2015/07/the-sound-of-colours.html

Red sounds like blood dripping out through some severed artery,
Bursting out in a gush from a severed head, or limb, spluttery.
Or the hot breath of passion in the pulsing darkness, whispery.

Orange is...

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         MIDNIGHT SHOW

                    ...

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Passion pulses in his lines
Awe and wonder in his rhymes
Undressed is each wanton dream
Love's triumph: the greatest theme!

Cherub's voice he brings to chime
All his words etched in sublime!
Light and luscious- what a treat!
Lilting cadence: rhythmic,...

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A huge Alsatian barks at a passerby stranger
as the pond geese honk sensing grave danger
Trudges back home a rangy lone ranger.

Big and little aubergines cast a purple shade
In the twilight birdsong begins to fade
Night makes...

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