Triolet. Poems - Poems about Triolet.

When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. He, who was once Saul of Tarsus, When on the road to Damascus, Hearkened to the call of Jesus. Blinded by heavenly lustre, When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. I AM that light, foretold of yore, Manger-born; angels did herald. I, who seek hearts, knock...

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That moon by romancing is made, I never know what people do. But its love light has picked your face. That moon by romancing is made, Sets my fingertips to the day — A night that's between me and you That moon by romancing is made. I never know what people do....

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I have not heard many summer birds My summer time is spent indoor Reading books and sweet gifts of words I have not heard many summer birds To know more of doing my best bids To write informative pages for sure I have not heard many summer birds My summer time is spent indoor...

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Palms touché in clarity. God’s touched by intercession. Lips proofed in sincerity. Palms touché in clarity. God applauds your charity. Be thankful in concession. Palms touché in clarity. God’s touched by intercession. ...

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Warm summer days fly by so fast, cool weather’s lurking in the wings. School holidays they never last, warm summer days fly by so fast Dead foliage will soon whizz past - “Those Autumn Leaves” my grandma sings! Warm summer days fly by so fast, cool weather’s lurking in the wings. ...

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Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still green, sun shining bold Flowers still bloom, and birds still call Half past summer, two months till fall Visions of Fall, dressed in her shawl Her breath swirls the leaves, turns them gold Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still...

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" Summer's my favorite, I suppose. I am not looking forward to Fall at all" The Poet. Summer, my favorite perhaps. Foam squishes between all my toes. Feet tingle, warm sand, water laps. ...

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Summer not gone, starting showers. Summer outgoing : Next to greet Fall : Rainy environ embowers. ...

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Half past Summer, two months till Fall ...

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Half past summer, two months till fall, boredom, bullies; teacher neglect. sandcastles, encase, be my pall! Half past summer, two months till fall. when school bells toll, tenderfoots bawl— sun's embrace, we'd warmly collect. Half past summer, two months till fall, blackboards, bullies; teacher regret....

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Sweet summer is kissing goodbye, embracing the harvest moon nights, summer birds bid adieu and fly, sweet summer is kissing goodbye, earth’s bosom heavy with a sigh, tears of maple glow in moonlight, sweet summer is kissing goodbye, embracing the harvest moon nights. ...

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Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories. It's writ in phases of the moon - your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. Then, Autumn sings a sadder tune. Take action now, your time to seize. Your Summer, lad, will be gone soon. It's time to make some memories....

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My bones float over her, I'm glass Now on memories drunk I sip — Another sun that must be asked. My bones float over her, I'm glass. I gave myself, my skies; cup's pass A blue bookmark upon your lips. My bones float ~over her~ I'm glass Now on memories drunk I sip. ...

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Challenging house lights on our street, that sheer brilliance of outer space. Brash stars shimmering in the heat, ...

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