Triolet

I first read about triolets yesterday on Cubby’s blog. reowr.wordpress.com. He’s holding a triolet challenge. And out of err, interest and boredom, I decided to try my hands on it.
A triolet is a short poem or stanza of eight lines, in which the first line is repeated as the fourth and again as the seventh line, the second being repeated as the eighth. It is commonly written in eight syllables or ten syllables per line.
The rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB (the capital letters representing the repeated lines)

Here’s my 8 syllable triolet. (It’s quite dark, I’m afraid)

THE RIPPER

He ripped hearts out with ghoulish glee,
and set them in a golden cage,
Enslaving captives just set free.
He ripped hearts out with ghoulish glee
and pierced each vein, each artery
Of nymphs that let affection age.
He ripped hearts out with ghoulish glee
and set them in a golden cage

And here’s the 10-syllable triolet

MY COMFORTER
The Father wipes my tears and weeps for me,
Accepts my yoke and embraces my pain.
His touch I feel, His hands I do not see.
The Father wipes my tears and weeps for me,
Whispers in voices soothing like the breeze
After washing my eyes with Heaven’s rain.
The Father wipes my tears and weeps for Me,
Accepts my yoke and embraces my pain.

I hope I didn’t do too badly.
Hey, you could try to write a triolet too. And ahem…if you want it to be featured on my blog, you can mail it to me- doxayla@gmail.com.
Shalom.

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30 thoughts on “Triolet

  1. Wow, you did an amazing job! Your triolets were really magnificent! And I love how you went for dark in the first and light in the second triolet. You totally rocked the challenge x2! 🙂

  2. Pingback: When It Breaks: A Triolet and Challenge | Reowr

  3. I’ve got my Own Type of Short Poem .
    You repeat the The 1st Line in the 2nd and the 3rd in the 4th . It’s called Kokolet .

    Kokolet 1 , 2 . In my Room 3,4 .

    [I’m Sorry] Nice Piece

  4. Erm, I think I like this (though I almost swore you made a typo when I saw the title. Forgive us uneducated readers). Sin and redemption. What we live for.

  5. My comment refused to post since the day you put this up and now I can’t remember the head-swelling things I wrote. 😦
    The ripping of hearts is real cool. I like it. Too bad the format made it short. I would have loved to see what other dark lines you could write.
    The father is beautiful.
    I appreciate your talent, Dunni.

  6. Lovely triolets! Challenged me to write one… 🙂

    That man, for me, saved me
    And with blood stained hands, redeemed me
    Hackneyed though my lunges into the mire of sin were
    That man, for me, saved me
    Crushed with whispers of despair, my hopes were
    Now seeing through his eyes the perfection of vision I’ll be
    That man, for me, saved me
    And with blood stained hands, redeemed me.

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