Enchanting
green hills beckon me
as
if I am connected to them since eternity
sprawling,
abundant beauty makes me glee
enchanting
green hills beckon me
life
chirps merrily wherever I see
epochs
have witnessed their immortality
enchanting
green hills beckon me
as
if I am connected to them since eternity.
I
find solace in this realm
all
worldly possessions seem like mirage
their
serene aura exudes calm
I
find solace in this realm
wish
to hold it in my palm
forever
it’ll stay for eras
I
find solace in this realm
all
worldly possessions seem like mirage.
Triolet : Short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes used throughout, where first line is
repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the
final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight
rhyme scheme. ABaAabAB, where capital letters
indicate repeated lines
11 comments:
A difficult form to master, to be sure.
Beautifully expressed, Vandana. I myself also very much enjoy the triolet form. Your poem speaks to the feelings of all-connectedness. I feel the same when I am out in nature, realizing that we (and everything) are all part of ONE.
these triolets are really haunting.
BEautifully crafted poem. These two lines really caught my breath in a delighted pause "
enchanting green hills beckon me
as if I am connected to them since eternity"
i find solace in this realm as well....i retreat to nature when i need to refind my balance...the hills they becon me as well....well played to form...
nicely done.. this style is not the easiest to accomplish...
beautiful thoughts.....a wonderful place to be in and reflect.......
The photo alone makes me want to go climb a sunny hill:) I havent been able to manage a triolet, but will keep trying as you have shown me it can be done:)
Beautifully done!
Beautiful!
I always love reading this form - thanks!
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