Family Triolet Poems | Examples
These Family Triolet poems are examples of Triolet poems about Family. These are the best examples of Triolet Family poems written by international poets.
The stars are peeking down at me.
Oh, that they would give me a sign
to rest my fears. What do they see?
The stars are peaking down at me,
but what on earth do they foresee?
Twinkling shyly o'er me and mine,
the stars are peaking down at me.
Oh, that they would give me a sign.
More than a pet, Raja is our sweet child.
He fills all family hearts with true joy.
His luxurious fur is softly styled.
More than a pet, Raja is our sweet child.
A true sidekick, his help may get me riled.
Our love keeps growing for our sweet boy.
More than a pet, Raja is our sweet child.
He fills all family hearts with true joy
Wherever we are Raja wants to be.
He is quite verbal and smart as a whip.
Our family life is his true glee.
Wherever we are Raja wants to be.
Being a cat is truth he cannot see.
Raja heels so no problems on a trip.
Wherever we are Raja wants to be.
He is quite verbal and smart as a whip.
My life is a three-legged stool:
family; job; and poetry.
With only two, my life’s not full,
my life is a three-legged stool.
To keep me standing one cannot be pulled;
what makes me me is to have all three.
My life is a three-legged stool:
family; job; and poetry.
My life is a three-legged stool,
with only two, my life’s not full.
To keep me standing one cannot be pulled;
what makes me me is to have all three:
family; job; and poetry
and, the three-legged stool I’ll always be.
For sure, I am so very blessed;
who would have thought this long ago?
Four generations met the test!
I, great-grandmother, never guessed,
this fact, now true, was hoped in jest-
and now, three times reached this plateau!
Three great-granddaughters fill our nest
recycled thrice- more love to grow!
In silent bursts of cleverness
Despite the snow, we are happy
Fading stress and unhappiness
As the sun's rays remove darkness,
Storm's enraged beneath the blackness,
Daytime scenes are widely sappy
In silent bursts of cleverness
Despite the snow, we are happy.
Written: December 26, 2022
Amazing the beauty of a newborn child
Never in life to receive more adulation
Peering from the crib meek and mild,
Amazing the beauty of a newborn child
Genetics of lines of ancestors restyled
Creating in family a major sensation,
Amazing the beauty of a newborn child
Never in life to receive more adulation.
Creating in family a major sensation,
Long anticipated with months of waiting
Beginnings of a brand-new generation
Creating in family a major sensation,
That calls for another joyous celebration
No reason for unnecessarily debating,
Creating in family a major sensation
Long anticipated with months of waiting.
[Interlocking Triolet]
written January 16, 2022
Arising at the dawning of the newborn day,
When morning sun shines brightly in the east.
Begin your day with humble gratitude and pray,
Arising at the dawning of the newborn day
That hate and bigotry will forever go away,
That love for family and friends will be increased.
Arising at the dawning of the newborn day,
When morning sun shines brightly in the east.
written June 25, 2021
the joys of sleet turning into snow,
are of X-mas to be ushered soon,
brings cheer to hearts as X-mas lights glow!
the joys of sleet turning into snow,
family bonds with winter wind grow,
log fire, wine and dine, with full moon!
the joys of sleet turning into snow,
are of X-mas to be ushered soon!
Written 01/11/2020
ABaAabAB
9 syllables each line with 8 lines
Bite The Bullet
Puerile caliber, risks crypt goes I,
peashooter to Saturday-night-special,
relatives riddled our home, armed, shot nigh,
puerile caliber, risks crypt goes I,
mortared appendages, aimless, I sigh,
pinched and kissed, triggered red-bled cheeks, et al,
puerile caliber, risks crypt goes I,
peashooter to Saturday-night-special.
REVISED
2020 October 25
*Honorable Mention*
Pick-A-Title, Vol 24 - Triolet
~~Edward Ibeh
This wonderful time of the year is here
Rekindle ties with family and friends
Old uncles and aunts will appear
This wonderful time of the year is here
Again close to my siblings dear
Joyful presents, giving never ends
This wonderful time of the year is here
Rekindle ties with family and friends
If Christmas came several times a year
I would surely be a very happy guy
What a true treasure having family near
If Christmas came several times a year
I would enjoy the carols I love to hear
My spirits to the rooftops would surely fly
If Christmas came Several times a year
I would truly be a very happy guy
LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL
Weekends are made for leisure so very, very sweet
a Nature walk, picnic or fishing can't be beat
time often spent enjoying life with those we love
Weekends are made for leisure so very, very sweet
memories as precious as call of the mourning dove
little glories we never want to see the end of
Weekends are made for leisure so very, very sweet
a Nature walk, picnic or fishing can't be beat
06 -13 -2014
A Triolet.
1 original, poem on the theme of "Let the good times roll
(off your pen).
Contest sponsor, Elly Wouterse
Theme, "LET THE GOOD TIMES ROLL"
The Pies Are in the Oven (Smell)
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
Aroma greets my family,
Who rush downstairs with eyes aglow!
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
And Christmas cheer is sure to grow
When home smells like a bakery.
The pies are in the oven. Oh!
Aroma greets my family!
Joy
(The extra special sense)
What night of wonder most profound
When Mary bore her baby boy.
Celestial light! Angelic sound!
What night of wonder most profound.
And shepherds who were gathered round
God’s precious lamb were filled with joy.
What night of wonder most profound
When Mary bore her baby boy.
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