The weak morning shadows mourn summer’s song, While bedded flowers are gasping for breath. Trees of many sorts start getting undressed. With a cool breeze, their leaves glide to the ground Making them unfinished crossword puzzles Dwellers of their branches have taken flight The canvas of brilliant emerald green Now takes on the look of an aged billboard The awe-inspiring purple meadow rue Once the proud snacking place for countless bees Stands, its seeds un-ceremonial fall But shall surrender to prevailing winds The soft subtle fragrance of new mown grass That had calming affects is no longer All that remains waits for the killing frost. Which will sadly come on the day after The beautiful Persephone departs
A triolet is almost always a stanza poem of eight lines, though stanzas with as few as seven lines and as many as nine or more have appeared in its history. Its rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB (capital letters represent lines repeated verbatim) and in 19th century English triolets often all lines are in iambic tetrameter, though in traditional French triolets from the 17th century on the second, sixth and eighth lines tend to be iambic trimeters followed by one amphibrachic foot each. In French terminology, a line ending in an iambic foot was denoted as masculine, while a line ending in an amphibrachic foot was called feminine. Depending on the language and era, other meters are seen, even in French. The first, fourth and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines, thereby making the initial and final couplets identical as well. In a traditional French triolet, the second and third non-repeating lines rhyme with the repeating first, fourth, and seventh lines, while the non-repeating sixth line rhymes with the second and eighth repeating lines. However, especially in German triolets of the 18th and 19th centuries, one will see this pattern often violated.
For me writing the three triolets below was like working out a rubix cube. Moving words around so they fit. However, I did find a high level of enjoyment in writing them. Always up for a challenge. It would be appreciated if comments were offered.
Sunset Oh my love, touch me where you may Make this night one not to forget Say words that I need you to say Oh my love, touch me where you may. With you forever I will stay To lie with you at each sunset Oh my love, touch me where you may Make this night one not to forget
Wink of an Eye In just a mere wink of an eye Your world can permanently change A single hello or goodbye In just a mere wink of an eye Its impact you cannot deny Impossible to rearrange In just a mere wink of an eye Your world can permanently change
That Special Kiss Will remember that special kiss I parted your lips with my tongue The key to a heavenly bliss Will remember that special kiss A feeling never to dismiss In my heart a love song was sung Will remember that special kiss I parted your lips with my tongue