The Triolet Trail

yes i made inherented up and inherent as would only fit the second time i used it not the first.

Under knowing, superfluous beings,
politics are studied. Within volumes,
students scan more direct answers; unseen,
under-knowing. Superfluous beings
have no room for fertile minds of the green,
and the cultivation each truly blooms
under. Knowing, superfluous beings'
politics are studied within volumes.

Politics are studied within volumes,
thick chapters of how-to-do books for crooks.
Back-room brokers bury their dead: in tombs
politics are studied; within volumes
opponents muddied, 'till campaigns resume,
and the public swoons for more gobbledygook
politics. Are studied within volumes,
thick chapters of how-to-do books for crooks.

I promise to never use the word gobble... again.

Must be penned by unknown Jack-the-Lad
as he defaced the city proper.
Was a can of spray paint all he had?
Must be. Penned by unknown Jack, the lad
painted his trademark in two-tone plaid.
Every lamp post and every hopper
must be penned by unknown Jack-the-Lad-
as(s); he defaced the city proper.

As he defaced the city proper,
artists saw it replaced the gray
walls with figures children caper
as. "He defaced the city," proper
people pounding gavels confer.
The rest marvel at one so gay
as he; defaced (the city proper
artists saw). It replaced the gray.

divide between the black and white
increase the chance of scoring high
it's matter of now or nought at all
divide between the black and white
so quick it makes sense none the same
capture the truth cross out the lie
divide between the blackand white
increase the chance of scoring high

kborsden said:

Catian, you're a few posts behind!

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Oops I have rectified it now

Catian, There is a particular form to triolets. Check out the first post for a heads up on it.



Increase the chance of scoring high,
by my own hand, I'll make it right.
Avenging wrongs, still victim's cries,
increase the chance. Of scoring high
I've never felt the rules apply
to only those possesed of might
Increase the chance of scoring high?
By my own hand, I'll make it right.

Thank you B.D. Eyeslie
I understand now.
Will come back to this.

by my own hand, I'll make it right.
my digits fractured, this scalpel slips
what was once- now has lost its plight
by my own hand, I'll make it right.
if earth untethers this windborne kite
and scars survive these flatlined blips
by my own hand, I'll make it. Right?
my digits fractured, this scalpel slips

My digits fractured this. Scalpel slips
over the skin with red shoes I stand--
heels sliced thin, eyes glazed, breasts plump, carved hips,
my digits fractured. This scalpel, slips,
lift bras, short skirts, tube-gloss for my lips,
litter the letters wrought by my hand;
my digits. Fractured, this scalpel slips
over the skin. With red shoes, I stand.

Over the skin with red shoes, I stand,
digging my heels in for something more.
Your insults have left me flushed and tanned
over the skin. With red shoes, I stand,
ready for a fight to beat the band.
Feel the sting that comes from my foot, for
over the skin with red shoes, I stand,
digging my heels in for something more.

For something other than this emptiness
tearing holes in photo books, I begin
to turn out of step; into wilderness
for something. Other than this emptiness,
little pin pricks guide me through the darkness.
You never told me what I was in
for, something other than this emptiness
tearing holes. In photo books, I begin.

Tearing holes in photo books, I begin
to excise the demons you brought me.
Every scrapbook and page, I'm once again
tearing holes in. Photo books, I begin
to burn by the score; I know there's more. Then
you at my door—it is me that you see
tearing holes in photo books. I begin
to excise the demons you brought me.

Exercise regimes? I never! Tried
too soon, the heart will give. All it has
earned beating roughly will one day hide
exercise. Regimes I never tried
in my mind, sublime, were never shied
away from. I didn't see them as
exercise regimes. I never tried.
Too soon the heart will give all it has.

Too soon the heart will give all it has,
and you'll wish that you took my advice.
Your risky ways bring sorrow, alas,
too soon the heart will give. All it has
to do is pump blood and all that jazz,
but you hurt it with pie by the slice,
too. Soon the heart will give all it has,
and you'll wish that you took my advice.

Saving the world, one triolet at a time.

B.D. Eyeslie said:

Saving the world, one triolet at a time.

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Sung with real heart. Please note this next triolet is in no way attempting to respond to yours (because how horrible would that be?)


And you'll wish that you took my advice:
wandering the night will leave you stuck
dreaming. You'll pick a star that looks nice
and you'll wish. That you took my advice
last time, saw past full moons slick with ice,
gave you the chills. Heeding drains the luck
(and you'll wish that). You took my advice,
wandering. The night will leave you stuck.