Entries tagged with triolet

Current Mood: bitter

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The worst season of them all.

So according to New Zealand, it's Spring now. I hate spring, more than any other "season". Twelve months ago I tried to say why, in verse:

There must be something in the air
to make me see the world like this.
I tell you that it isn't fair -
There must be something in the air.
Her flashing eyes, her flowing hair,
Those subtle lips that tempt a kiss...
There must be something in the air
to make me see the world like this.

Current Mood: bemused

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Triolet lovin'.

I've been loving the triolets lately. They are only little things, sure, but they're fun and I've written half a dozen so far in 2010. Here is probably the most lighthearted of them:

Now that Cupid has a gun
he is out with plans to kill.
So much damage can be done
Now that Cupid has a gun.
The bow and arrow was just fun
it caused a momentary thrill.
Now that Cupid has a gun
he is out with plans to kill.

Current Mood: flippant

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First Post.

So... Dreamwidth, eh? I wanted to start with something light, but it didn't pan out. Maybe I'll finish it one day. But I wrote a silly little triolet instead, 'cause they are easy enough:

Sometimes the verses flow with ease
Am I at the whims of a Muse?
I can't just write whene'er I please
Am I at the whims of a Muse?
At times I wish I could just seize
her, make her dance the jig I choose.
Sometimes the verses flow with ease
Am I at the whims of a Muse?

So that is a first post out of the way.