From napowrimo.net: and now here’s another prompt drawn from our archives – and, as usual, optional! Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetramenter (for a total of eight syllables per line), and the first, fourth, and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines. This means that the poem begins and ends with the same couplet. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme (helped along by the repetition of lines) — ABaAabAB.
Here’s an example by Thomas Hardy:
Birds at Winter
Around the house the flakes fly faster,
And all the berries now are gone
From holly and cotoneaster
Around the house. The flakes fly! – faster
Shutting indoors the crumb-outcaster
We used to see upon the lawn
Around the house. The flakes fly faster
And all the berries now are gone!
Now here’s my bash at it. A bit of context, I was recently diagnosed with breast cancer again. The first time at age 40, this time at 52. I have lived the shit out of these last 12 years and am full of gratitude for all the beautiful and meaningful experiences. These are the moments we remember. I run through a myriad of emotions, there’s the ebb and flow, but overall I see this as a blessing. Another chance to find joy in all things. To feel and be, joy.
Gift of Transformation
Second diagnosis received
another life changing event
from breast to breast never deceived
second diagnosis, received
best case scenario oh relieved
pitch up that old revival tent
second diagnosis received!
another life changing event!
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