Prompt for Day Four: Triolet (click on link for more details, please)
And now here’s another prompt drawn from our archives – and, as usual, optional! Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetramenter (for a total of eight syllables per line), and the first, fourth, and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines. This means that the poem begins and ends with the same couplet. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme (helped along by the repetition of lines) — ABaAabAB.
Also, Kudos to Cris of The Scribbletorium, on the honor of being our featured participant for Day Three.
Way to go, Cris!
“Cris used the “opposite” prompt to turn a mysterious Borges poem into its
equally mysterious mirror-image — an act that, come to think of it, is something
Borges himself likely would have approved of!” ~ Maureen Thorson.
SEA BREEZE My ears know only the sea breeze Passing through the sugarcane fields On windless days I'm ill at ease My ears know only the sea breeze It's the lone place I live in peace My soul's resting place— I won't yield My ears know only the sea breeze Passing through the sugarcane fields © selma
This was a new form for me, and you guys already know I like the number EIGHT.
Yup, I liked this so much that I will be writing another one tomorrow. Because,
well, I read more into today’s challenge and want to flex my muscle.
(Today, Victorian; tomorrow, a modern triolet)
“Triolets were in vogue among the Victorians — all those repetitions can add a sort
of melancholy gravitas to a poem, but watch out! They can also make the poem sound
oddly gong-like. A playful, satirical poem, on the other hand, can be easily written in
the triolet form, especially if you can find a way to make the non-repeating lines
slightly change the meaning of the repeated ones.”
Thanks so much for reading, and happy national poetry writing month.
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A beautiful poem Selma.
Thrilled, you read. I was quite pleased with this short one. Thanks, Sadje. Good night.
Good night my friend
Very nice & beautiful poem. So kind words use in poem.
Glad you liked the kind words too. Blessing you.
This does have a melancholy feel to it 🙂
Thanks, beautiful soul, Jane. Good night.
Nice one, Selma. 🙂
Kitty, thanks dearly. Good night.
I love it, Selma. Made me miss home…
Miss home. I know, right. But we can always conjure the memory and zoom over the sea. Thanks for reading and commenting. Good night, sweet Gloria.
Beautiful, peaceful.💜 I’m so glad you enjoyed the form!
I did enjoy the form. I’m doing it again tomorrow. 😉
I will be busy with “things” so I already scheduled it. Hope you can spare some time to read my modern Triolet. Thanks beforehand. Of course, I’ll read yours too. Good night for now.
Looking forward to your modern triolet, dear Selma!
Love this, Selma. While I have never lived by the sea I can appreciate her music as I, too, love the wind. Great response to the prompt today. It was fun, wasn’t it?
It was so much fun. The last three days have been challenging. Todays gave me some respite and lots of fun. Thanks, LuAnne. Lovely of you to read. I sooooo appreciate you. Good night.
Such a breezy read! Loved it 🙂
Yes, breezy, Rahul. Breeze from home far away. Thanks for reading. Blessing you. Good night.
The sound of the sea is comforting. It’s absence would definitely be noticed. (K)
It is. My longing days. I conjure them often. The memories travel far. Thanks K. Bless you.
Bravo on your beautiful triolet my dear Selma! It’s always good to experiment with a style you have never tried. I love the way you are dipping your fingers and toes into uncharted waters! Happy National Poetry Month! 😍✍🏼🤗💖😀
Unchartered for sure. Thanks, Kim. Blessing you as I lay me down to sleep. Xoxo
Rest well Selma! Sweet dreams my friend. 😘💖🥰🌙😍🌺🍷
This was an interested form to try. I love how yours came out. I’ll post mine on Sunday when I post the week’s worth of poems.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
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Looking forward to it dear friend. You’re so good with forms. For today (off prompt) I did it again. If you have time please visit. Modern triolet. Xoxo
That was gorgeous. I loved the flow xo
Thanks, D.L. Xoxo. Blessings.
This was a fantastic poem!
So glad it touched you, dear Bella. You’re precios for saying. Thanks,
You’re so welcome 💖💖
Well done, Selma. Nothing like a strict form to make us work for it. 🙂
Right you are. I like the restrictions. Keeps me honest. Thanks Bill
Gorgeous!
So talented with words!
A lovely image you created in this Triolet.
So glad it touched you, dear Bella. You’re precios for saying. Thanks,
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This is done well, Selma. I struggle so much with poetry forms that I just give up. You do it with ease. Or so it looks😊
A melancholic poem that perfectly fits the triolet form.
Lovely, Selma, and another form I haven’t tried. 🤗💖
Why haven’t I read you in… too long? Sigh!
Your words bring peace to my mind