Triolet
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem describing a person in triolets

Entries must be written in either the first or third person, and in one or more triolets.
A triolet is a short form with an ABAAABAB rhyming structure, which closes on the same lines as the first two. Attached is a WikiHow diagram of the form.
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If you could eat words, then sure, thoughts and prayers-
But what of the thousands lined up for some food?
They need deed doers more than just sayers!
If you could eat words, then sure, thoughts and prayers-
But each day that goes by tells them nobody cares;
Cake-eating suits finding such hunger rude.
If you could eat words, then sure, thoughts and prayers-
But what of the thousands lined up for some food?
But what of the thousands lined up for some food?
They need deed doers more than just sayers!
If you could eat words, then sure, thoughts and prayers-
But each day that goes by tells them nobody cares;
Cake-eating suits finding such hunger rude.
If you could eat words, then sure, thoughts and prayers-
But what of the thousands lined up for some food?
Written by SatInUGal
(Kumar)
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SatInUGal said:
Hi, Kumar! Thank you for your entry. However, to be considered, entries need to be three verses, each a triolet, totalling 24 lines. To illustrate:
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Also, it needs to be a description of a person. Physical, emotional, both, your choice. Therefore it ideally needs to be written in the first or third person, where your poem appears to be written in the second.
Hi, Kumar! Thank you for your entry. However, to be considered, entries need to be three verses, each a triolet, totalling 24 lines. To illustrate:
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Also, it needs to be a description of a person. Physical, emotional, both, your choice. Therefore it ideally needs to be written in the first or third person, where your poem appears to be written in the second.
Hi The_Silly_Sibyl
How many submissions per person
in your triolet comp' are you allowing?
regards from rew
Hang on,
I think i've got it -
for your comp' you want
a series of three triolets
all describing the same person.
Is that right?
rew.
How many submissions per person
in your triolet comp' are you allowing?
regards from rew
Hang on,
I think i've got it -
for your comp' you want
a series of three triolets
all describing the same person.
Is that right?
rew.
Related submission no longer exists.
Related submission no longer exists.
AspergerPoet56 said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/405508-normalcy-in-strange/
Hi, AspergerPoet56, thank you for your entry. However, to be considered, your poem needs to be three triolets totalling 24 lines and be a portrait of a specific individual. Please see my reply to Kumar above for further clarification.
Hi, AspergerPoet56, thank you for your entry. However, to be considered, your poem needs to be three triolets totalling 24 lines and be a portrait of a specific individual. Please see my reply to Kumar above for further clarification.
I've simplified the rules. Now the poem just has to be written in the first or third person and consist of one or more triolets, your choice. Please ignore the ”Poetry Contest” banner, the system won't let me edit that.
The Godhead
I sing, before the Lord, Most High;
The Father’s heart and palms, a-flame,
a coat of colors, hair, of white—
I sing, before the Lord, Most High.
Doves a-wing, their flight, is nigh,
The Book of Life, now bears my name;
I sing, before the Lord, Most High,
The Father’s heart and palms, a-flame.
I sing, before the Father’s Son,
a victor in a three-days’ grave;
the rider on the horse, has won,
I sing, before the Father’s Son.
In fields of blooms, my heart, he’s won
to Him, I’m wed; my hand, I gave.
I sing, before the Father’s Son,
a victor in a three-days’ grave.
I sing before the Spirit, God,
the Father, Son and Holy Ghost;
He’s guarded places, I have trod,
I sing before the Spirit, God.
He watched me plant a mustard pod,
and cast my soul, upon the host;
I sing before the Spirit, God,
the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Written by MadameLavender
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Adult Triolet x3
They wus jest ol' cuntry cusins
'n I guess they sure knew the score,
mostly wore nuttin' but big grins
they were jest ol' cuntry cusins.
We'ell o' course, he just slipt in,
Granpaw sez ''she's a good lil' whore''
they were jest ol' cuntry cusins,
'n I guess they sure knew the score.
*
When Maw'n Paw were jist the two
then he made me'n now there's more,
jist like ol' cuntry cusins do
when Maw'n Paw were jist the two.
Now I'm almost jist about grew
'n Paw's jist a randy ol' boar
when Maw'n Paw were jist the two
then he made me an' now there's more.
*
Tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone
he bred me some well made, home boys,
round here there ain't no law along
tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone.
Me'n the boys have a ding-dong
ain't much to do but, hell', enjoy,
tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone
he bred me some well made, home boys.
'n I guess they sure knew the score,
mostly wore nuttin' but big grins
they were jest ol' cuntry cusins.
We'ell o' course, he just slipt in,
Granpaw sez ''she's a good lil' whore''
they were jest ol' cuntry cusins,
'n I guess they sure knew the score.
*
When Maw'n Paw were jist the two
then he made me'n now there's more,
jist like ol' cuntry cusins do
when Maw'n Paw were jist the two.
Now I'm almost jist about grew
'n Paw's jist a randy ol' boar
when Maw'n Paw were jist the two
then he made me an' now there's more.
*
Tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone
he bred me some well made, home boys,
round here there ain't no law along
tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone.
Me'n the boys have a ding-dong
ain't much to do but, hell', enjoy,
tho' Maw'n Paw are both long gone
he bred me some well made, home boys.
Written by Insiderew
(Rew)
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A trio of triolets.
I thought my love would like to hear
some verse that I had just written,
within it words to show she's dear
i thought my love would like to hear.
I did not know i'd lost her ear
with another she was smitten,
i thought my love would like hear
some verse that i had just written.
*
I lost my love just yestereve
it's very strange, to tell of it,
for one as dead, I thought i'd grieve,
i lost my love just yestereve.
Save for you, i now gain reprieve,
handsome, lively, and full of wit
i lost my love just yerstereve,
it's very strange to tell of it.
*
The love i lost just yesterday
has arrived home, late, just this night,
my love had merely lost the way
the love i lost just yesterday.
The love i found in new bright day
i, we, both now in sorry plight,
the love i lost just yesterday
has arrived home, late, just this night.
some verse that I had just written,
within it words to show she's dear
i thought my love would like to hear.
I did not know i'd lost her ear
with another she was smitten,
i thought my love would like hear
some verse that i had just written.
*
I lost my love just yestereve
it's very strange, to tell of it,
for one as dead, I thought i'd grieve,
i lost my love just yestereve.
Save for you, i now gain reprieve,
handsome, lively, and full of wit
i lost my love just yerstereve,
it's very strange to tell of it.
*
The love i lost just yesterday
has arrived home, late, just this night,
my love had merely lost the way
the love i lost just yesterday.
The love i found in new bright day
i, we, both now in sorry plight,
the love i lost just yesterday
has arrived home, late, just this night.
Written by Insiderew
(Rew)
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