Friday, May 18, 2012

Poetry Friday: Thunderstorm Triolet

I've been playing with poetry forms again lately.  After a recent thunderstorm (during which I experienced a squirrelbrain of worry: will-the-roof-leak-will-the-basement-leak-will-the-power-go-out-will-the-tree-get-hit-by-lightning-and-crash-through-the-roof-will-the-roof-leak-will-the-basement-leak etc.), I tried my hand at a triolet.

Thunderstorm Triolet

I used to love storms,
The louder the better.
Fear took other forms.
I used to love storms.
Now I cradle the norms
Of responsible fetter.
But I used to love storms:
The louder the better.

1 comment:

Ann Finkelstein said...

I love your poetry Fridays. I hope they keep coming.