triolet

I like to wander by the sea
to ponder all that’s in my mind
and wonder what becomes of me
I like to wander by the sea
for understanding sets me free
I never know what I might find

I like to wander by the sea
to ponder all that’s in my mind

d’Verse, triolet, Frank – pic from the net

 

25 comments

  1. “This constant storm. This angry sea
    Our shoulders to the wind
    Within the Tempest. You and me
    This constant storm. This angry sea
    Love will be what love will be
    Love hurts and we have sinned
    This constant storm. This angry sea
    Our shoulders to the wind”

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    • ah then think of our sunny warm sea … hope to visit my favourite beach. I might just post a few photos but keep the location top secret. It’s real heaven on earth with talc powder white sand azure blue sea and a haven for roos and lorikeets. Those that discover it seldom seldom share the location or it would be overrun by instagrimmers!

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  2. It really comes together nicely, Kate!

    At first, when perusing the rules, I wondered, “Eh? What’s this?”

    “No way this is going to be anything but clunky,” I thought…then I read what you created.

    It flows gracefully, and with an irresistible pulse.

    Way to exceed the challenge, and by a fair measure, too!

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  3. Very nice sound and sense. I also like how “wander” and “ponder” are at least near rhymes. They tie the two lines of the couplet together. Your poem makes me want to walk on a beach to see what I might find.

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