black keys
white keys
triads
scales
the piano makes many a noise
but so can you
speak up
or not
its up to you
the world awaits for the sound of your voice
to make it your own
to make your choice
so speak up i say
do you dare?
for if thy does
it will be well
and swell
so speak up
Categories:
triads, words,
Form: Rhyme
Just for a moment,wait
hesitate and dream
and receive
Step outside the box
imagination cries
to be freed,
Unshackled ,awaken
conception's can-do,
make believe;
Experiment and try
the novel ,unique
in you,lie,
Just for a moment,don't
hesitate ,let it
formulate
| Year Posted 2010
NOTE-AFTER STYLE OF ELIZABETH DARYUSH - sequenced triads of a complete thought
Categories:
triads, poetry, word play,
Form: Triolet
TRIADS OF TRUTH
No sin in Him,within
this He cannot do,
(El shaddai),
no lie,upon His lips,
again cannot,if
to be true;
almighty,yet cannot
Himself deny,this
God is love.
Labelled after and inspired by Elizabeth Daryush,the English poet 1887-1977, a 6/5/3 syllacbic
triplet style series that encompasses a complete thought or sentence therein.
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2010
Categories:
triads, christian, education,
Form: Didactic
L Limbo suspended
I Inclusion excluded
F Ferocity tamed
E Ends extended
S Souls surrendered
M Meters inched
Y Yoga edged
S Systems declassified
T Triads bipolar
E Echoes vacant
R Rituals freed
I Introjects projected
E Eternity eluded
S Squares un-circled
01st December 2020
Categories:
triads, allusion,
Form: Acrostic
Crossroads prod roads that download and upload quads of queries
Lumped and dumped on our battered bodies by blister berries
Spiced with slices of suppression and subjugation
That in the end neither mend nor amend our conjugation.
Crossroads prod roads that download and upload wads of whims
Whisked and kicked into reams and streams of our dreams
Spiced with slices of surrender without a defender
To prevent vents and tents that land our glands into a blender.
Crossroads prod roads that download and upload squads of sentiments
Sneaked into tricks that kick our caveats and comments
Said with the aid of braids of dread and lead
That pound and ground pain within the brain in our head.
Crossroads prod roads that download and upload triads of tribulations
Located to allocate lots, plots and slots of sneeze speculations
Marinated with cellulite, marmite alongside territory termites
That undulate and perambulate in our tenderness satellites.
Categories:
triads, poems,
Form: Free verse
Five Shades of Anthracite
Triads of black white and grey in the middle colour in above and out within
Five silhouettes a passion play mix shadows dancing in the moonlit night
work art and framework on the vertical horizon of ecliptic thought’s array
Alchemy casts precious golden sculptures in the feeling fondness wisdom’s
mind tending to its business slow and fast evolving rainbow’s kairos white
Five shades blend into one reasoned action intuited perception truth reality
embodiment beholding earth wind fire water aired in carbon gilded nuances on
the journey’s crested prism’s holograms when three plus two engraves infinity
They overtone refinement’s overture into the pentagon from anthracite to gold
by way of any tinted tingle unadulterated quintessential and concerted meaning
13th September 2016
Categories:
triads, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
They chatter all merry
They cuddle so cozy
They are so in love
The world fizzling out
Intoxication borne of love
Fiery triads envisioned
Hearts embrace
Souls knot
Bodies promise
Scented gardens
Cupid arrows falling
Stars whispering
Cobwebs are parted
As lions awaken
Worlds taking form
Categories:
triads, emotions, feelings, love,
Form: Prose Poetry
No sin in Him,within
this He cannot do,
(El shaddai),
no lie,upon His lips,
again cannot,if
to be true;
almighty,yet cannot
Himself deny,this
God is love.
Labelled after and inspired by Elizabeth Daryush,the English poet 1887-1977, a 6/5/3 syllacbic
triplet style series that encompasses a complete thought or sentence therein.
Categories:
triads, faith
Form: Verse
There’s her sweet, succulent
voice soothing your sorrows
in your ear.
Like soliloquies, soft
sonatas surround your once
dark shadows.
What compares to the composition
of music? Of operatic opposition?
Of triads and miscommunication,
the minor scales know not what to say
when the evening slides away.
You’re asleep, though not dreaming.
I suppose you never do,
just when the sky began to turn white,
it rained again misty blue.
I’m cold,
but not for you.
I think of young Amadeus
in his prime,
he’d never guess I’d turn him
to rhyme.
We’d could create clever jokes
together, near the volcanoes of
Italy,
I’d be his best symphony.
Then,
I’d wake up from this dream.
Categories:
triads, art, introspection, life, music
Form: Free verse
Gangs are here
And their here to stay
Going about their day to day
Harassing me
Harassing you
Infidels in our Human Zoo
Triads, Yakuza
The Wild West
Terrorised townsfolk
With their gangland zest
Mafia, Nizari
Guys like Al Capone
Persecuted the innocents
Never leaving them alone
Identification through various ways
Communication
Street says
Tattoos, piercings
Dressed sense too
The Gangs of our Human Zoo
Members are many
In certain cities
Victimise the weak
Pick on the pity
These are kids
Of mums and dads
What makes them
Turn out so bad
Brothers, sisters
No questions asked
Shot and knifed
A Gangland task
It makes them no better
Than you or me
We are the difference
A different sanity
Categories:
triads, social
Form: Rhyme