Following Catherine Crosswell’s first triolet “Pass the Parcel” back in April, I’ve been meaning to have a bash at one. Today seems the perfect day, it’s so hot, too hot to actually do gardening [much as it needs dealing with!] – well, that’s my excuse anyway, as if I need one!
So here it is, my very first triolet.
Summer Sun
The summer sun beats down, merciless,
And the birds are exhausted with heat,
Sparrows dust bath, pigeons purr.
The summer sun beats down, merciless,
Up with sunshades, lounge, don’t stir,
A sun lotion Sunday paper treat.
The summer sun beats down, merciless,
And the birds are exhausted with heat.
Polly Robinson © 2012
27/05/2012 at 18:58
That was an excellent post today. Thanks for sharing. I really enjoyed it very much.
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27/05/2012 at 19:30
This is fabulous – sparrows are so cute
I have nominated you for the Beautiful Blogger Award
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Keep the poetry alive
27/05/2012 at 19:59
So good that you liked the triolet, Alex and WOW! Thank you so much for the award. How kind
28/05/2012 at 10:11
‘The summer sun beats down, merciless,’ Love this line and the fact the sun is beating down on the reader relentlessly throughout your Triolet. You can really feel it. Phew!! Lollies and bird baths all round
Thanks for the share. I better try and write another
29/05/2012 at 00:02
heh-heh, thanks for the inspiration and soz for the perspiration!
I fancy having a go at a villanelle … what about you?
29/05/2012 at 16:35
Villanelles look like fun too. I might have a go
28/05/2012 at 14:21
Captures the feeling of heat really well, Polly.
29/05/2012 at 00:03
I am delighted that the sense of exhaustion / inertia comes through
29/05/2012 at 23:52
Great Job Polly! Triolets are HARD work…but quite rewarding…in the end!
30/05/2012 at 05:33
Hmm … perhaps it’s the discipline that makes them tricky [she muses].
Thanks for your thoughts, Jamy, good to see you here