Long Triplet Poems
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She came along casually riding a watermelon bike.
I was merely walking down the street on an intended hike.
She yelled “Hey, Pete, or Samuel or Ike!”
You see I am a triplet, and this is what it is like.
I am Suzette, she said, introducing herself in a sweet way.
I wondered how she knew our names in just one day.
They had just moved here this morning from down Chester way.
I noticed that her blue eyes had a tinge of silver and gray.
Want to ride on the handle bars? She asked with a sassy smile.
I did for sure, but flatulence kept me walking on that lonely mile.
Maybe some other day, I told her with a wink and a sigh.
She never asked me again, for she was now dating Cy.
Sometimes in the night I dream of taking a ride on that bike.
I would sit on the handle bars as confident as my brother Ike.
I wake up in a cold sweat, wishing she was my intended wife.
But alas, I am just me in the morning, with a boring dull life.
Written 7-13-2022
Contest: A Watermelon Fantasy Ride to Feed My Imagination
Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
RAIN
drizzle
splattering
leaky rubber boots
jumping into puddles
raindrops running down my cheeks
“water droplets obscure the skies”
(Clarity Pyramid)
04/10/2023
Pyramids3---- 7 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
How Many Syllables
Clarity Pyramid
Created by Jerry P. Quinn, a Clarity Pyramid is a poem consisting of two triplets and a single line (7 lines in all). Usually, this poem is center-aligned. The first triplet has 1, 2, and 3 syllables. The poem's title is the one-syllable word of the first triplet, which is in all capital letters, followed by a two-syllable line, and a three-syllable line, both of which clarify the definition of the poem or are synonyms for the title. The second triplet has 5, 6, and 7 syllables. Its design is based on a life event within the triplet which helps give a poetic view or outlook on the first line (title). The last line is eight syllables and is in quotations as this line contains a quote that defines the first word, your title.
She danced upon a thimble mushroom near
A delicate faerie, and oh, so dear.
Her mood was pink, her gauzy clothes were blue.
Compassion was her constant, good and true.
Her gossamer wings were endearing
To humans she was never nearing
Her magical name was La’Manique,
She was full of darling faerie mystique
I watched her dance quite secretly
Knowing she would hide from me
If she sensed I was watching near
She did not spy me, a curious deer.
Deer and faeries have a natural connect.
I do not know why, do not introspect.
I held my breath as out came a tiny cough.
Startled, she gasped one time and quickly flew off.
Now you did it! The low but fluffy bunny said.
She’s gone forever, her curly hair of red.
But I knew she would be back another day.
There is a psychic link between deer and fey.
She rose up high, La’Manique, so pretty
I knew she would never go to a city.
She was a part of the ocean and the sky.
The bluest of the blue, I do not lie.
She came at twilight once again.
She brought her sister, an identical twin.
They were amazing to see, these faerie girls.
With shiny russet and golden curls.
Holding my breath I watched from a tree.
Delicate and lively, now there are three.
Triplet faeries, all in blue!
Would I ever lie to you?
I watched them dance and prance and sing.
They were the happiest creatures to ever ring.
I smile today when I think of them.
The faerie blues, my almost best friends!
Earthy barmy leafs scurry
Pulling rapidly in peak flurry
Lamenting blind as mists worry
Crude cool calm earth attacks slowly
Silly calm breeze shoo wholly
Sharp plume vanishes hollowly
Descending riveted cloud gleam
Sputtering upon scratching stream
Hurries vacantly in sprinkling steam
Lying oaks bewail 'n bemoan
Unobtrusively giggling delicately unknown
On clear red foundlings windblown
Deciduous elm trees fluster
As slow clouds be one of cluster
Above and slowly disappears in a duster
Suavity forlorn pebbles grieve
Amongst sluggish ol' buttermilk sky heave
As stars twinkling thru' pea soup vapor retrieve
How I want to see your face
To sit near you in the same place
I count the days until I will
And tell my heart, be calm, be still
It likes to beat the rhythm of
Your name, a triplet, Lit-tle-Dove
3-2-1 or 1-2-3
Goodnight my J, come visit me
Fill my dreams, in them don't go
Let me tell you straight, you know?
And then with outright show of bliss
We'll share that first momentous kiss
Then nevermore will have to long
'Cause finally they will play our song
While planets, stars, and comets dance
To toast our cosmic Klimt romance
And sometimes when the going's hard
I ask, is someday in the cards?
The hope of it's what sees me through
While waiting patiently for you
An ancient oak has been cut down
Its leaves were always falling down
Its sin was being messy
An aged Weeping Fig on a paved parkway
Town Council all agreed it could not stay
Its sin was its roots that invaded the asphalt
A towering Maple that grew next door
Was also a victim of this war
Its sin - was growing too close to the house
The sins of trees are really sins of man.
Who planted them without a plan.
Contemplate these empty spaces and weep.
These places left where a tree once stood
Disturb a soul like nothing should.
Accommodate and let them live
Tail-Rhyme
A Tail-Rhyme (also known as a tailed-rhyme) is a type of poem that has a very specific structure. In short, the piece begin with either a couplet or a triplet of lines that consist of rhymed lines. This set of either a couplet or triplet is then followed by a "tail", which is a fourth line that does not rhyme with the couplet or triplet that preceded it. This tail line tends to be shorter in length than those lines within the couplet or triplet. This type of poetry can also be used with stanza, known as a tail-rhyme stanza, but in these pieces, all of the tail lines rhyme with each other.
Stage 1
Trick-or- treating long after dark, we knocked on an old lady’s door.
Her annoyed look clearly did not match our Halloween glee.
But that did not dissuade us from dashing to the next lighted porch.
Stage 2
I took my two small kids out in cute costumes Halloween night.
Once Trick- or- Treating was finished and my children were tucked in bed,
I busied myself sifting through their bags for the Snickers bars!
Stage 3:
Sometimes before 5, the Trick- or- Treaters appear at our door,
announced constantly by our barking dog. Although they may look cute,
after 9, I become the old bothered lady from my childhood.
Oct. 25, 2016 For the Halloween Contest of Eve Roper
for my two little energetic grandsons - Presley and Brenden...
PB the polar bear cub, was born in a southerly coastal den,
And for about 15 weeks or so, he’d stay inside his 8x10 playpen,
He was born blind, deaf, and with only a few strands of white hair,
And not being a twin or a triplet, made his single birth quite rare-
After two months he would venture out, to romp in the icy snow,
Where temperatures in the winter dipped, to -70 below-
He’d often watch his mother, sitting by ice holes on the sea,
Trying to catch a peeping bearded seal, for a delicious meal to be-
PB too would become a master, at this waiting game,
But not be very good at it, until after his 2nd birthday came-
When grown he’d smell his catch, from forty miles away,
The largest, most carnivorous of bears, seals were his diet’s mainstay,
His loving mom would teach him, all the skills he’d need to live,
And if he were in danger, her life for him she’d give,
PB was amazed how polar bears, could hold their breath so long,
Under water for nine minutes – they must be very strong!
Thirty months would pass, before PB was out on his own,
This 1500 pound bear, for 25 years, would call the arctic tundra his home-
(Triplet poetry~
When I see your smile my troubles go ‘way
Take my hand since you already have my heart
And for a long time I gave you my love too.
No other love like yours I've ever really known
Come with me and never let's us be apart
Your love's fire fed my heart and made it grown.
Through life we'll journey this road together
And all my love I'll give to you alone
Just to keep and to cherish you forever.
And my heart and love I trust you to keep
Always closely to your own heart and soul
Look into my eyes see my love for you so deep.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
October,23,2014
CROSS
belief
religion
around my fingers
a string of crystal beads
recitation of prayers
“ a memory of Christian faith “
6/28/2016
Contest: CLARITY IN A TREASURE BOX
Sponsored By: Nette Onclaud
CLARITY PYRAMID: a poem with two triplets and a single line (7 lines )…
The first triplet has 1/2/3/syllable count… THE FIRST LINE IS THE SUBJECT OF YOUR POEM IN CAPITAL LETTERS… the next two clarifies and defines your subject matter…
The second triplet with 5/6/7/ syllable count is a life event or occurrence based on your theme, replete with poetic value…
The last line has 8 syllables in QUOTATION to highlight the first line, your subject matter..
Syllable count: 1/2/3/ 5/6/7 8/