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In my former life, I wrote #poetry. I was a forms junkie. My favorites were #senryu, #villanelle, and #triolet.

Anyway, I'm in a hospital recovering from abdominal surgery, and looking through my poetry, cuz why not?

Here's a senryu for this timeline

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select star from sky
where love is greater than hate
group by family

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#SQL #community
#family

Fluted fruit-bearer, hush
     Into allycholly
Fathoms, flush

Fluted fruit-bearer, hush
     Drifting bare, with a pomegranate-blush
Refulgent with a folly

Fluted fruit-bearer, hush
     Into allycholly.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Surely, lovers colloquy
     Over luscious, albumin
And perfumery

Surely, lovers colloquy
     Of penury, upon the threshold to fecundity
Where foreshadows, illumine

Surely, lovers colloquy
     Over luscious, albumin.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Spot of paint,
     Upon the plectrum
Break, thou aurulent instrument

Spot of paint
     Most fearsome, florulent
Below the eye, a larksome

Spot of paint,
    Upon the plectrum.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Pile upon the shore
     A womb, between the fingers flow
Pungent, under storm-bore

Pile upon the shore
     Alabandical, outpour
Seafoam above, churning ocean-loam below

Pile upon the shore
     A womb, between the fingers flow.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Old Night, breathe
     And slip,
Beneath blesséd cinnabar, enwreathe

Old Night, breathe
     Into cinnamon, seethe
Breast to lip

Old Night, breathe
     And slip.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Old Night, breathe
     And slip,
Beneath blesséd cinnabar, enwreathe

Old Night, breathe
     Into cinnamon, seethe
Breast to lip

Old Night, breathe
     And slip.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Thou pale thing
     Through the leaves
Sweet terpsichorean, sweeping

Thou pale thing
     Upon the bound, of unbeing
Bending saporous, below the eaves

Thou pale thing
     Through the leaves.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

A fecundity
     Hanging, fruitful fold
Of convexity

A fecundity
     Furléd, under steepy drapery
Smoothéd pomarious, mould

A fecundity
     Hanging, fruitful fold.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

E rstond niets op de borden
Geen enkele richting gegeven
Namen voor hun eten lange wegen en horden
Er stond niets op de borden
wat ze hadden besteld en hun maag tot leegte verworden
Obers radeloos verloren en restaurant geen duidelijk streven
Er stond niets op de borden
Geen enkele richting gegeven

#Triolet

Laten we zeggen:zeven
Van die kwaliteit net aan vruchten plukken
De tomaten een bestemming geven
Laten we zeggen: zeven
In pureren uitermate bedreven
Kleine aantallen moeten zeker lukken
Laten we zeggen:zeven
Van die kwaliteit net aan vruchten plukken
#Triolet

In bed alleen voelt als een straf Waarom lig ik niet bij jou? Ach, daarvoor was ik te laf In bed alleen voelt als een straf Ook jij ligt eenzaam, in je graf Door onze botten trekt de kou In bed alleen voelt als een straf Waarom lig ik niet bij jou? #triolet

In bed alleen voelt als een straf Waarom lig ik niet bij jou? Ach, daarvoor was ik te laf In bed alleen voelt als een straf Ook jij ligt eenzaam, in je graf Door onze botten trekt de kou In bed alleen voelt als een straf Waarom lig ik niet bij jou? #triolet

Seeming, deliquescence
     Density is a dreaming
Brocade of oblivescence

Seeming, deliquescence
     Thereby bent into quiescence
Brim-full of opaline luminescence, gleaming

Seeming, deliquescence
     Density is a dreaming.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Snow-forms drop, over soil
     Vermiculated crops
For a miniscule, spent to toil

Snow-forms drop, over soil
     For a stipend of garlic-oil
Fete on lichens and lithops

Snow-forms drop, over soil
     Vermiculated crops.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Therein should be
     Some ghastly apparition
Honeyed tea, cold and perfidiously

Therein should be
     Pungent Old Night unlace thee, entropy
Only from me, hidden

Therein should be
     Some ghastly apparition.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Sunfall, ah! At the last how sweet
     Shadow-step, thou crawlest out and past
A burthen of brightness, indiscreet

Sunfall, ah! At the last how sweet
     Beneath censers and crones' feet
And the worming heart of ecclesiast

Sunfall, ah! At the last how sweet
     Shadow-step, thou crawlest out and past.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Papery palimpsests
     Each pattering leaf disheart
A graven witness,

Papery palimpsests
     Of unrememberéd delicates
Where calid faces, and gloating fire-bones part

Papery palimpsests
     Each pattering leaf disheart.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Sun-frame under, falter
     Melancholy bendeth thee
Why here? Baleful blood-drinker

Sun-frame under, falter
     Last to sink ever, first to balter
Over sundown's stelliferous apogee

Sun-frame under, falter
     Melancholy bendeth thee.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

The science of a sun-thief's lust
     Piping on the water-pleats
Purl, pirouette, and outthrust

The science of a sun-thief's lust
     Bury thee, below a boreal crust
Whereunder, woebegone meets

The science of a sun-thief's lust
     Piping on the water-pleats.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titanium beacons twinkle; An enchanting glow enfolds My soul in refrain that holds; Cosmic mist in starry eyes- Dreams whisper ecstatic sighs. Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titaniuim beacons twinkle. #Triolet Source: Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

http://nedhamsonsecondlineviewofthenews.com/2025/07/11/titanium-beacons-yaskhan/

Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titanium beacons twinkle; An enchanting glow enfolds My soul in refrain that holds; Cosmic mist in starry eyes- Dreams whisper ecstatic sighs. Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titaniuim beacons twinkle. #Triolet Source: Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

http://nedhamsonsecondlineviewofthenews.com/2025/07/11/titanium-beacons-yaskhan/

Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titanium beacons twinkle;An enchanting glow enfolds My soul in refrain that holds;Cosmic mist in starry eyes-Dreams whisper ecstatic sighs.Gilt aurum reveries sparkle, Titaniuim beacons twinkle.

#Triolet 

Source: Titanium Beacons – yaskhan

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#Triolet

I'm yelling at the TV.
With my fists in the air
the outrage comes so easy!
I'm yelling at the TV
four-letter-words most freely
in obscene, self-righteous prayer.
I'm yelling at the TV
with my fists in the air!

#poetry #triolet

From a high place peep
Rough animal-thing
Then out thy fiefdom creep

From a high place peep
Sweet, as posset seep
Bedew'd and wandering

From a high place peep
Rough animal-thing.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

By fanes of faltering granite
Breathing in the amber, plangent
Lay thy mask of composite indefinite

By fanes of faltering granite
Respite, musk and pomegranate
Sings supple upon the bower-tangent

By fanes of faltering granite
Breathing in the amber, plangent.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Heart is comely as,
A silence with no near shore
By solivagant seas of cinnamon-glass

Heart is comely as,
Through maricolous penetralia pass
Salts aciculate roar

Heart is comely as,
A silence with no near shore.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

All snared in thin
Textile thickens, opalesce
A wormling skin

All snared in thin
Breath, across it peregrine
Then to wan god-flesh press

All snared in thin
Textile thickens, opalesce.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

A humane touch
Of treacle, that piston piratical
That fashion'd, inasmuch

A humane touch
Out flesh-finding such
Oddness under this all, sun-fall

A humane touch
Of treacle, that piston piratical.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Caveat: Poem #3012 "Unbelievable savings!"

#Poetry #Triolet

ㅁ
The light was saved for half a year
the sun, it goes along, it seems:
we play with clocks, quite cavalier.

The light was saved for half a year
with so much light, things will be clear:
no more of those annoying dreams.

The light was saved for half a year
the sun, it goes along, it seems.

- a triolet.

https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2024/11/03/caveat-poem-3012/

Caveat: Poem #3012 "Unbelievable savings!"

#Poetry #Triolet

ㅁ
The light was saved for half a year
the sun, it goes along, it seems:
we play with clocks, quite cavalier.

The light was saved for half a year
with so much light, things will be clear:
no more of those annoying dreams.

The light was saved for half a year
the sun, it goes along, it seems.

- a triolet.

https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2024/11/03/caveat-poem-3012/

Through a forest, noctiflorous
Feather-form birds, baltering
Bent to a blending-pool caliginous

Through a forest, noctiflorous
Monstrous moon-face insomnious
Fingers sweet, faltering...

Through a forest, noctiflorous
Feather-form birds, baltering.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

The river bent into a senselessness,
Of fluting and feculence
Cruel muck and barrenness

The river bent into a senselessness,
From field-folds to uncanny ocean rolls, a caress
Of succulent incongruence

The river bent into a senselessness,
Of fluting and feculence.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Plums in cornucopia, hiss
Sun-bathéd bedaubéd
Lethiferous, copper kiss

Plums in cornucopia, hiss
Old Night's tallow-cairns long remiss
In ember-sleep of glow robbéd

Plums in cornucopia, hiss
Sun-bathéd bedaubéd.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Shrouded harbours and seraglios
The unease of everlasting chiaroscuro
Seas, the seas in repose

Shrouded harbours and seraglios
Sing an argot of cyaneous woes
In watery intermezzo

Shrouded harbours and seraglios
The unease of everlasting chiaroscuro.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Why should I not?
Why should you?
Why should either of us rot...

Why should I not?
In cloudy-ey'd lippitude knot
A poor pantomiming clew

Why should I not?
Why should you?

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Sun-blundering
Aspirant cloudscapes
Bone-offal bent and lumbering

Sun-blundering
Niveous nimbose be'rising
Pantomime of peeléd drapes

Sun-blundering
Aspirant cloudscapes.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

A corset creaks into ease
Like figs bent fancy-form
To Nature's most affabrous crease

A corset creaks into ease
As breath thickens into breeze
A sensual fume cuneiform

A corset creaks into ease
Like figs bent fancy-form.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

No, tohle je lepší scrabble 😄 #triolet

Beteem the opening of seams
Between and breathe in fits and starts
Suspiring precipitously, into unease

Beteem the opening of seams
Honeycombéd organ gleams
A pied partitioned heart of polished parts

Beteem the opening of seams
Between and breathe in fits and starts.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

A choral quarrels over song-stuffs
Hymns salted in the wombs
Of piles pleated, dark replete with ruffs

A choral quarrels over song-stuffs
Fumes, ragged like rattling bat-cloth cuffs
Loom, from out the vast of maricolous tombs

A choral quarrels over song-stuffs
Hymns salted in the wombs.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

And embers balk
At ocean-flesh
Amasius, thy leukos-mild fingers stalk

And embers balk
As bird-borne pennons, mock
Mazarine fields a'thresh

And embers balk
At ocean-flesh.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

The oud is an atrous throat
Bending aphotic and sparks
Like streams of wan wheat and black oats

The oud is an atrous throat
Infold upon the dune-crest float
A vernacular of archs, in particulate darks

The oud is an atrous throat
Bending aphotic and sparks.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

A pepper-eater prevaricates
Under a cloudy canitude
Gold and marble-vein laced

A pepper-eater prevaricates
Drifting in perennate,
Through an odd and murking, solitude

A pepper-eater prevaricates
Under a cloudy canitude.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Sunfall, skips over lacquer-black tide-tips
Across, the moon-crawls
Salt-synodic drips

Sunfall, skips over lacquer-black tide-tips
As into bitumen, the bow dips
Unto unplumbéd atrous halls

Sunfall, skips over lacquer-black tide-tips
Across, the moon-crawls.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

Beyond beguiling barrenness of tar
Fire sing-song soft and baying
Fire portending char

Beyond beguiling barrenness of tar
Chimney-piping flecks of star
Gloom-fall jubilant and parading

Beyond beguiling barrenness of tar
Fire sing-song soft and baying.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry
#poetrymonth

A burden of honey, bundl'd and bare
Trundl'd across, nemorous sunlessness
Root-run shoots penumbral'd and spare

A burden of honey, bundl'd and bare
Into lantern'd latibules spicéd, plumpy with pears
Blesséd caliginousness

A burden of honey, bundl'd and bare
Trundl'd across, nemorous sunlessness.

#triolet
#poem
#poetry

This world taught you to hide your voice,
Your words now silence. Don’t speak. Soft.
Confronted by such thunderous noise,
This world taught you to hide your voice,
And made you think it was your choice.
It’s time to find the words you lost.
This world taught you to hide your voice?
Your words now. Silence! Don’t speak soft.

〜XI

#Poetry #SmallPoems #SpilledInk
#Triolet #VerseThursday