Long Tritina Poems
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Esau was firstborn, but Jacob soon followed
For all of his young life, seems Jacob deceived
Esau, the loser whenever they struggled
Jacob did not trust God, constantly struggled
Esau at his heels, now Jacob was followed
Dividing his camp up, still Jacob deceived
Forgetting God’s promises, he was deceived
But that night they wrestled; he and God struggled
Limping, victorious, Israel followed
He followed, deceived, then he struggled and won
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This is in the rhyming style of a tritina, but since I used 2-syllable trailing words, I bumped the line length to 11 syllables instead of 8 to accommodate the last line of the poem.
This one was fun: there is wordplay in the Hebrew for Jacob and heel (follow), and also on supplanter/deceiver/usurper, and the name Israel can be translated 'struggles with God'
~They Sing~
(The Tritina)
This morn I seem to hear the warblers sing
And it is one of the loveliest things
To think they build their nests among the trees
Then you can hear them singing from the trees
And with such melodious voice they all sing
While my mind think then just beautiful things
When warblers sing I dream of many things
Sometimes I just catch them flying from trees
And as they soar the sky one of them sing
It sings while I think of things, birds and...trees.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2014
July.08.2016
~Author's Notes:
The " Tritina " is related to the Sestina and apparently is a twentieth-century invention.
~I Love You Now Forever And Always~
(Tritina)
You know by now just how much I do love
You because you mean more than you
Will know and I'll always love you forever
Looking in your eyes I see love forever
And the stars in the sky sparkle with your love
‘Cause sometimes there's only me and you
You're the one that makes me strong and in you
I trust with all my heart and soul forever
There's nobody in the world like you my love
I know that I love you now and forever.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2015
February.28.2015
In the full moon night the silver sequins for us return.
You’ll see the moon shine in another night in the starry sky,
but this night will never come back again.
Surfing on storm surge in rapture rains we soak rainbow again.
From hazy horizon’s cauldron cloud will another day return,
but this rainbow will never descend on your face from the sky.
We walk together under the dulcet dawn’s spectral sky.
You will see the hued splendor of the rising sun again,
but I would be gone then beyond the horizon, won’t return.
Night will return with memory stars in sky where you’ll see me again.
Ghosts glide on the highway to heaven in gay abandon
On Halloween’s starless night, in a limbo state they dance
From Purgatory they haunt with a vengeance in their eternity
In angst night terrors they cast to all for their eternity
Mortals beware the punishment with all hope abandoned
Enchanting their wispy shapes glow in oblivion’s dance
We listen to the song of lament, with spirits in mind we dance
Requiem from the dead chanting in the abyss for all eternity
Dia De Los Muertos, we celebrate the dead, with no abandon
In eternal abandon, a haunting melody, a soulful dance
Morning wakes me up by God’s light* so radiant
Cheering my heart with love that’s triumphant
Blest am I to spend the day, blissfully vibrant.
In the afternoon, my soul cheerfully stays vibrant
While to others reaching-out, optimistically radiant
Sharing peace that makes life hopefully triumphant.
As dawn approaches midst achievements triumphant
I cling to the Lord with faith, steadfastly vibrant
Thankful for His warm fellowship, sweetly radiant.
Now, I behold tomorrow as radiant, triumphant and vibrant.
*John 8:12 Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
November 11, 2023
10th place, "Unlock the answers with a tritina" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Di11y Da11y; judged on 11/14/2023
Life is strong and fragile. It’s a paradox… it’s both things, like quantum physics: It’s a particle and a wave at the same time. It all exists all together. —Joan Jett
Connotations of Life
Night birds and daydreams in Edenic oak tree.
The salty tongue and lullabye of beachy blue sea.
Rumination of childhood ‘neath honeysuckle sun.
Red, raw, fulgent, overcome by the heft of the sun.
The fruitless and barren virtuosity of Adam’s tree.
Catacombs and sawlike teeth squatting in the sea.
The thrill of tides, embraced by the bosom of the sea.
Flickering flame or blinding heat tempered by the sun.
Sanity climbing the boughs or crepitant branches of tree.
O tree keep me above uncanny sea; soothe me with the sun.
Through the highlands, you can hear the pipes drone.
Every note, riding on a crisp, morning breeze.
In-between, the piped notes; you hear the drum beats.
I go to bed each night, completely beat.
But, I’m often kept awake by the cricket songs and bullfrog drones.
Though the stream’s not close; their music’s carried on a breeze.
I do wish falling asleep, despite their music, were a breeze.
Old bullfrog won’t stop his throaty beats.
His voice, like the pipes, a loud, baritone drone.
Droning notes on a summer breeze,
need good timing like drum beats.
If I could wave a magic wand to bring her back to us again
A time before a monster came and slowly took her brain away
Malevolence incarnate an unwelcome guest on a sunny day
Secretly arriving, silently entwining, spreading evil on a sunny day
Now too late to shut the gate, life cannot be the same again
With malicious intent it slowly devours her precious mind away
Family devastation of cruel realization, this disease will never go away
No inkling when Alzheimer's crept inside her mind that fateful day
A wife, a mother, a granny, a friend, life cannot be the same again
Hold her hand again, wipe all tears away, her smile will brighten up a sunny day
Written February 2019
Contest “A Tritina for Messina”
Sponsor Charles Messina
2nd place
Contest: 565
Sponsor:Brian Strand
1st place
September is blessed with one of the best.
You'd remember him if you ever happened to meet;
Aaron is the name of that fine, dandy dude.
I'm building a tower of mirth with my virtuous dude.
We set each brick together - hand in hand always works best.
Today is his birthday, so for a fete, we should meet.
At a park, by a beach, or on a casual street is where we may meet.
Must it be a costly, boastful retreat when frugal is ten times best?
Simple but mellifluous harmonies created by a Pisces with her Virgo dude.
September's best, blessed to meet, and he's my dude, wholeheartedly!