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Sunday, April 1, 2012

We are born to tell stories

We like truth but not too much
The sun rises, the sun sets
Oh look how we pretend as such
We like truth but not too much
Marvelous tales woven in the clutch
Where correctness fails the muse begets
We like truth but not too much
The sun rises, the sun sets


A poetry prompt from NaPoWriMo
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18 comments:

  1. SemaphoreApril 2, 2012 at 6:30 AM

    Triolet! Good to see such richness... and good to see someone working with the classical forms, and making it their own.

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 8:15 AM

      Thank you for stopping by and commenting, Semaphore!

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  2. Kenia SantosApril 2, 2012 at 10:46 AM

    Adorable!

    sometimes I wonder whether too much truth would be beneficial or not for mankind. Your triolet is great! I wish I could write form poetry too.

    :(

    Kisses!

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 5:15 PM

      Thank you, Kenia! I'm not very good at having patience for putting thoughts into form, so this was my first triolet, and if I can do it, so can you! Thank you for stopping by to read and comment :)

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  3. Laurie KolpApril 2, 2012 at 10:59 AM

    A great triolet and yes... sometimes too much truth is not a good thing.

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 5:16 PM

      Thank you, Laurie! And thank you for stopping by. Since stumbling upon the network of poetry blogs, I've been enjoying reading your poetry. :)

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyApril 2, 2012 at 11:22 AM

    I LOVE this! so well done.

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 5:21 PM

      Thank you, Sherry! And thank you for stopping by and commenting. I'm so happy to have found your blog and the wonderful community of writers out there.

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  5. UnknownApril 2, 2012 at 5:24 PM

    Indeed we do! Triolets are both fun to read and fun to write. You honored the form here and spoke more than truth, too.

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  6. ScarletApril 2, 2012 at 6:17 PM

    Nice form...I like the muse telling stories, truth and half truths asides ~

    My share: http://a-sweetlust.blogspot.ca/2012/04/to-sea.html

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 5:30 PM

      Wow, I love your poem. It definitely makes me FEEL something. Love it. Thank you for reading and commenting!

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  7. AnonymousApril 2, 2012 at 9:34 PM

    I like this. These are great lines:
    "Marvelous tales woven in the clutch
    Where correctness fails the muse begets"

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  8. Other MaryApril 3, 2012 at 11:32 AM

    Ah, great triolet form and so much truth in your lines!

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    1. EJApril 5, 2012 at 5:33 PM

      Thank you, Mary! I just read your poem "Meanwhile" and love it! I think about that all the time and you said it so perfectly. Thank you for stopping by!

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  9. HerotomostApril 3, 2012 at 6:58 PM

    Ahhhh! I guess this is a triolet, although I only know that form the comments. I was going to say, I love the repeating lines, they always ad punch and especially with that line and its hard hitting truth. And sometimes...to hell with the truth, give me chocolate coated lies.....with sprinkles....lol. I sooooo loved this.

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