Family Terza Rima Poems | Examples
These Family Terza Rima poems are examples of Terza Rima poems about Family. These are the best examples of Terza Rima Family poems written by international poets.
A square building called Gilbert's Cove Lighthouse,
built way back in 1904 high above the water;
it was home to a man, children and spouse.
The cove calm but it could get white-water,
the red beacon guided boats of all shapes;
keepers kept them from the underwater.
Often rain would crash down like thick white drapes,
the children would huddle in real dread;
for 50 years the family enjoyed dreamscapes.
It was a lighthouse- a home white and red,
in time, it fell to decay and boarded up;
a Nova Scotia lighthouse and homestead.
But, a historical group did a huge cleanup,
now, museum and tea room pick-me-up !
Sometimes, close families can fall apart;
too hard to understand in hindsight's view-
when growing up together bound each heart.
As cousins, we were playmates, tight and true-
and born to sisters who were dear and kind.
But bonds began to break down as we grew.
In time, we moved away- they stayed behind,
and distance fed the gap to widen more-
until the silence 'tween us was resigned.
Now, strangers to those who we did adore,
we cherish photos of that precious spell
when life was simple, fed by good rapport.
Though other branches on our tree hang well-
heartbreak about this lost one- can't dispel.
July 12, 2022
Premiere Contest: Five Stanza Terza Rima
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins
Some day when I am living far, far away
I am looking down on this planet so grim,
Thinking how so few of us are here today
In my fantasy world all frivolity and whim,
Wondering what happened to all my kin
My! I should have kept better track of them.
Even those of my kith who were thin skin
Took offense at every minor family slight,
And secreted themselves away, t’was a sin.
I think of some who constantly stirred a fight
And, t’was said it’s common, like a family flu,
But thereby, settled over us all a nasty blight.
When mom and dad and their folks withdrew,
It was clear they were the cement, the glue.
After winged flight at dusk the swallows rest
I hear their chirping inside my tallest chimney
Where they have found their perfect nest.
The swallows of late do not think me friendly
For chilly air has prompted the fireplace lighted
Without intention to treat the nesting birds unkindly.
Held off as long I could to keep the swallows unindicted
Even while the family felt, oh, so very, very slighted.
A soft bed, a good book, a big brother
Listening to stories that sweeten dreams
Expressively read to us by Mother
A fishing pole, bobber, and muddy streams
Catching grasshoppers and earthworms for bait
Walking with Father by lantern light beams
A cousin, a friend, a fun playtime date
Catching horny toads for spending money
Buying balloons – a few coppers bought eight
A peanut farm, a beehive, sweet honey
Eggs fresh from the nest, chicken off the block
Life much simpler then, it all seems sunny
Today I slow down, reminisce, take stock
How sweet my childhood, how fast-paced the clock
Chocolate Molten Cake dessert for two
Layered Devil's Food Cake fluffy and rich
In the center chocolate oozes through
Frozen vanilla ice cream does the trick
A little to cleanse the palate of sweet
Warm chocolate syrup which can bewitch
Not on my diet, for a taste did cheat
A huge dessert to be shared by just two
Or maybe more, a few bites each can eat
When shared a special dessert's fat won't rue
Eaten with loved ones, savor each morsel
Bid all ill effects a happy adieu
If shared with all at the table, don't gobble
Let sharing fairly be the story's moral
Chocolate can be pronounced with two or three syllables:
chaw-kuh-lit or chawk-lit
Inspired by Alfred Vassallo's contest Terza Rima/about what you like
Written: Monday, September 15, 2014