Struggling today… no bursts of inspiration or magical words. I tried writing a triolet, a form of poetry I’d never heard of before today. A triolet is an 8-line poem where the 1st, 4th, and 7th lines are identical, as are the 2nd and 8th lines. There is repetition, and a tight rhyme scheme that follows ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines. It sounds simple AND confusing at the same time!
Anyway, here’s what my muddled brain came up with after spinning ’round and ’round for way too long. I’d like to try playing around with this poetry form again. It could yield some interesting results if I was not squeezed for time. Better luck tomorrow!
Triolet
There is no cure for writer’s block.
Don’t ask the cat to be your muse.
Just give up and take a walk.
There is no cure for writer’s block.
Sometimes your head is full of rock.
Your cat will only purr and snooze.
There is no cure for writer’s block.
Don’t ask the cat to be your muse.
Photos: my photo of Loki, and Steve Johnson of Unsplash.com.
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