Triolet Poems | Triolet Examples

Walking to the film in tandem, sold it out for opening night. Fanboys and girls define fandom walking to the film in tandem. That iconic phrase 'Rebel Scum' meant to be under marquee light. Walking to the film in tandem, sold it out for opening night....

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Forced to give up everything when you died I was no longer welcome at home Barely ate, not a penny set aside Forced to give up everything when you died Had to leave all my belongings behind Nowhere to go, from motel to shelter I roamed Forced to give up everything when you died I was no longer welcome at home...

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Crosses on the side of the road; Belief in passengers goes by — Where wrecked light within flowers grow, Crosses on the side of the road That besides the glass window hold, A memory's attest to time — Crosses on the side of the road, Belief in passengers goes by — ...

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I. To dream in binary and bits, then copy, send with virus-like, electronic, image file hits. To dream in binary and bits, takes computer programming wits. Like Lawnmower Man, Musk's god-like: but Elon's prone to enraged fits, when Teslas burn by fiery blitz. II. A.I. Chatbots, like Elon's Grok, have smarter...

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I. One cloudless day, without spring shower or monsoon, angels made their stand; and conjured otherworldly power, one cloudless day, without spring shower. When God chose me that fateful hour, as I held lightning in my hand, that cloudless day without spring shower, I was marked for evil to devour. II. Though crucified, reviled by...

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Prideful life hides truths of plain sight. Isn't God as Nature has revealed? What chaos conceives lovely light? Prideful life hides truths of plain sight. Save Barabbas; admit our plight: carnal desserts have faith concealed. Pride of life hides truths in plain sight. God Is, as our Faith has revealed....

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Time’s long strands, a play box of sand. Young & strong, won’t spare a thought. Taut flesh frowns on a wrinkled hand. Time’s long strands, a play box of sand. Isn't a head that remembers how to stand better than a head alone, black in each spot? Time’s long strands, a play box of sand. ...

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I will tip my hat to your taste, sui generis that mean flavor. Not finishing is such a waste, I will tip my hat to your taste. A sin it is to remain chaste, dainty morsels and I quiver. I will tip my hat to your taste, sui generis that mean flavor....

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The window glass is a new look — Curtains shy against the pane's ribs. A reflection of me she took By thermal eyes' surface wires shook Where comeback fire, bottomless stood. My face like the glass, Stygian The window glass is a new look — Curtains shy against the pane's ribs. ...

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Their love was just a dream in the cosmic stardust light though it really did seem their love was just a dream Underneath the moons beam they would share delight Their love was just a dream in the cosmic stardust light. ...

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There’s no explanation to tell, this girl simply outgrew a ride; I’m hopping off the carousel, there’s no explanation to tell; Athirst awaiting a bombshell, I don’t have anything to hide; There’s no explanation to tell, this girl simply outgrew a ride....

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Can I testify?, Or would better be a lie. No love is shown for his repeated crime. Can I testify? The gallows lurk for Destiny's dark climb. Behold, the clock is running out of time. Can I testify?, Or would better be a lie. ...

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The clock with wings goes up and down. She sleeps only with backwards time. The glass circle's bridle around Her fishtail eyes where dark abounds. Within the floor, she feels the pound — Grandfather's face in nighttime shines. The clock with wings goes up and down. She sleeps only with backwards time....

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Your shadow, skin close, we don't touch — Oh, forgiven be this, our time. My own shadow leaves between us Your shadow, skin close — we don't touch — There on my face, your shadow's flush; Still exhales from dark sweat your rhyme, Your shadow, skin close; we don't touch — Oh, forgiven be this, our time....

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Mouth watering as ambrosia, your sumptuous lips are robust; Sitting here wrapped on the sofa, mouth watering as ambrosia; You whisper ‘Bonita rosa…’ it’s a game of passion and trust; Mouth watering as ambrosia, your sumptuous lips are robust....

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