Triolet. Poems - Poems about Triolet.

Such happy tears rooted in nostalgia locked in the past you can’t see the future; Mistakingly think you drew your last straw, such happy tears rooted in nostalgia; There’s never an end to luck of the draw, every sunrise...Read More

"Under the English Elm, no seed to grow, and tolerates salty soil, fervent within visible for hope for the future." Quote by poet The old oak tree soaks in the sun's pure soul Painted baby-blue heaven's...Read More

Mouthing an oath, she carried on Milking the cow in cowshed grim. She only wished she could be gone... Mouthing an oath, she carried on. Into the shed sun never shone. Now milk was spilling over brim! Mouthing an oath, she...Read More

The spotless swaps are filled with bright hemlocks Slaloms brighten the looming metal fence Footsteps ring in the darkness of airlocks The spotless swaps are filled with bright hemlocks Under a load of plants, gates groan and shock A...Read More

Can you still grasp me trembling on the ledge? Your braw heart was precautious to dive in. Do you spot me pause seeking out a pledge? Can you still grasp me trembling on the ledge? A strong leaf...Read More

I became enamored with your weakness My wishes-filled pages of the dream book. And I hoped you'd link to my brokenness. I became enamored with your weakness But it's just your gushing moonlit sadness. Could ne'er aim to the bottom...Read More

Dandelion seed meek touches my hand. Excitement builds with every fulfilled dream. They spark me because a fresh life will land Dandelion seed meek touches my hand. Corrosive to the soil hardness and sand. I'm glad and willing to live...Read More

Life is full of lapse it is a lurch core. Yet, be with pals and at aplomb with you. Love to live let live, yet guilt will occur. Life is full of lapse it is a lurch core. Yet...Read More

I strongly pray for peace and shared respect. But I'd much quite prey on the nasty scum. Who are the ones who plant seeds of reject? I strongly pray for peace and shared respect. To stop the wreak ruin...Read More

When the storm raged, I stood by the river. Neptunian furrows bloom when I frown. Navy blue lightning struck my brow, shiver. When the storm raged, I stood by the river. Striving to crook and praise the sky silver. The...Read More

Who holds sureness in making wishes true? On the park bench, I'm wishing for a star. A square impeachable mea culpa screw. Who holds sureness in making wishes true? Perhaps a spark that sparks optimism blew. I cross the...Read More

This tale is spilled via wrought emotion. To the drumming of a waltzing pulse rate. With wonderment of time, and commotion. This tale is spilled via wrought emotion. Where we soft land in a cryptic diction. Words are taking shape,...Read More

Just the phrase exchange has my attention. Found poise not most discombobulated. Felt clad and poised for a neat impression. Just the phrase exchange has my attention. That was one of my chief roles to mention. And my goal, it...Read More

Are your thoughts still leading for poetry? Do they leave the audience wanting more? Or born thugs who hide them as a mystery. Are your thoughts still leading for poetry? Scare daylights out of them in memory. Roaring a chainsaw...Read More

I used to fear that some would find me strange. Yet I'm seeing life harsher than I thought. Thus I shape a wandering mountain range. I used to fear that some would find me strange My hunch tells me...Read More