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It’s completely optional “homework” for everyone, but I always find it’s a fun exercise to try — it gets me out of my comfort zone, which tends to be free verse. And I’ve had poets (including myself!) who have found a style that suits our writing really well.</p><p id="712f">This poem is a <a href="https://poets.org/glossary/triolet">triolet</a>, which is defined by the Academy of American Poets as this:</p><blockquote id="1cdb"><p>The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the 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. Thus, the poet writes only five original lines, giving the triolet a deceptively simple appearance: ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines.</p></blockquote><p id="2dda">It’s a short form, but it’s hard to find lines that repe

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at well and rhyme well. I found it a good challenge, and I’d try it again. If you’ve never written this poetic form, I’d definitely encourage you to give it a try! If you do, please feel free to tag me in your poem — I’d love to read yours. :)</p><p id="23fb">If you enjoyed this poem, there’s more where that came from:</p><div id="1138" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/poetry-c81a5256892"> <div> <div> <h2>Poetry</h2> <div><h3>Here’s a collection for your reflection of published poem after poem which all call Medium home.</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*QVcZ5inh3vS4EC2W)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

A poem about love and endings

There are not tears enough for love that breaks. With every breath remembering why we fell, I look above: these are not my tears. Enough for love to end in pain, but I cannot cry again of shame, for you, won’t weep at love’s death. There are not tears enough for love that breaks with every breath.

I run a poetry group on Zoom that meets once a month, and every month I put up a prompt for the poets to try. It’s completely optional “homework” for everyone, but I always find it’s a fun exercise to try — it gets me out of my comfort zone, which tends to be free verse. And I’ve had poets (including myself!) who have found a style that suits our writing really well.

This poem is a triolet, which is defined by the Academy of American Poets as this:

The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the 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. Thus, the poet writes only five original lines, giving the triolet a deceptively simple appearance: ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines.

It’s a short form, but it’s hard to find lines that repeat well and rhyme well. I found it a good challenge, and I’d try it again. If you’ve never written this poetic form, I’d definitely encourage you to give it a try! If you do, please feel free to tag me in your poem — I’d love to read yours. :)

If you enjoyed this poem, there’s more where that came from: