alarm bells ring out
the moon looms in the heavens
my nightmare made real
devious beauty
the golden lava cascades
foretelling the end

Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
alarm bells ring out
the moon looms in the heavens
my nightmare made real
devious beauty
the golden lava cascades
foretelling the end

Oops-I’m back with some doom and gloom. Thanks to Linda and Susi for the inspiration.
waiting for my slot
a couplet comes to my mind
but the muse absconds
as the words vex and annoy
slot will not rhyme with Godot

Just a bit of fun with words today. Thanks to FOWC (SLOT) and RDP (ANNOY).
the glow of the streetlamp illuminates
a newfound road to journeys yet to be
the dusky shadow of our well-worn fates
the glow of the streetlamp illuminates
a wavering darkness that separates
a shimmering of possibility
the glow of the streetlamp illuminates
a newfound road to journeys yet to be

Our w3 challenge today was to write a triolet about something “ordinary.” I used our RDP word prompt (streetlamp) as my ordinary thing. Not sure how well I succeeded, as I don’t write a lot of rhyming verse, but it was fun to try and create the English version of this style!
A Triolet is an 8-line poem where lines repeat in a beautiful rhythm:
Lines 1, 4, and 7 are the same, and lines 2 and 8 are also repeated.
The rhyme scheme looks like this: ABaAabAB (uppercase = repeated lines).
If you’d like to make it a little trickier, try writing each line with 8 syllables (iambic tetrameter, the classic French style) — or challenge yourself with 10 syllables per line (the English version).
rummage in the nooks
a life built on faulty ground
a memory lost
two buried in a cranny
the mist becomes a refuge

Here I am–being melancholy again! Still thinking about time passing and aging and all that. Anyway, thanks to RDP (CRANNY) and FOWC (BUILT) for the the inspiration
walk me to the door
the end of the beginning
light repels the dark
the dark absorbs the twilight
the beginning of the end

Time passes so quickly. I find myself reflecting on beginnings and endings and the lights and darks of the middle. Thanks to FOWC (WALK) and Tanka Tuesday (REPEL/ABSORB) for the inspiration.