The Triolet Trail

Ambrosia · Jan 22, 2014

Life will overwhelm
if you give it just an inch.
It's the Mad Hatter's realm--
life. Will overwhelm
keep you from life's helm?
This quandary is such a bitch.
Life will overwhelm
if you give it just an inch.

William E. Harlan · Jan 22, 2014

If you give it just an inch,
You'll get more when it returns.
If you bend that little bit,
If you give it just an inch.

It feels like shit to take that hit,
It rips out and it burns,
If you give it just an inch.
You'll get more when it returns.

kdnxdr · Jan 23, 2014

you'll get more when it returns,
the love you've freely given;
the care you give without concern -
you'll get more when it returns.

with compassion you will learn
that you can bring down heaven -
you'll get more when it returns,
the love you've freely given.

kdnxdr · Feb 10, 2014

the love you've freely given,
as a golden coin tossed into a fountain,
works, when wishes begin;
the love you've freely given,
to satisfy loneliness when driven,
can thrill, as ecstasy's mountain -
the love you've freely given,
as a golden coin tossed into a fountain

Ambrosia · Feb 11, 2014

As a golden coin tossed into a fountain,
your love buys me no pleasure.
You refer to ardor's mountain
as a golden coin? Tossed into a fountain--
forgotten--you think I'm such a simpleton?
Passion has never found measure
as a golden coin. Tossed into a fountain,
your love buys me no pleasure.

Perscribo · Feb 12, 2014

Your love buys. Me? No. Pleasure
in shade of shapely wolverines,
circling each profit you measure.
Your love buys me no pleasure.
Let those red jaws call you treasure.
A slicing, dicing, hate machine
your love buys me. No pleasure
in shade of shapely wolverines.

Ambrosia · Feb 12, 2014

In shade of shapely wolverines!
Have you gone around the bend?
Cut out the articles in the magazines
in shade. Of shapely wolverines,
and heroes tales of tangerines--
I'll not read what you've penned
in shade of shapely wolverines.
Have you? Gone around the bend!

William E. Harlan · Feb 12, 2014

Have you gone around the bend?
Have you seen what's at the end?
Did you find your Mrs. Friend?
Have you gone around the bend?

It wasn't easy to pretend.
I had to lie to her and then...
Have you gone around the bend?
Have you seen what's at the end?

Perscribo · Feb 13, 2014

Have you seen what's at the end?
Are masterpieces just begun
to burn? Many letters to send
have you; seen. What's at the end
of each? Your heart. It stopped to rend
the page that couldn't paint the sun.
Have you seen? What's at the end
are masterpieces just begun.

kdnxdr · Feb 13, 2014

are masterpieces just begun
when life, intent, takes up the brush?
blue morose and brown so glum,
are masterpieces just begun?
with crimson's depth and yellow's fun,
the work's complete in reverent hush.
are masterpieces just, begun
when life, intent, takes up the brush?

Perscribo · Feb 15, 2014

When life, intent, takes up the brush
to stroke the lines, you will. Resist
the urge to choose the downward crush
when life, intent, takes up. The brush
as salve draws out a patch to hush
the windy holes. Down will persist
when life, intent, takes up; the brush
to stroke the lines you will resist.

B.D. Eyeslie · Feb 15, 2014

To stroke the lines, you will resist
the distraction of her love bites.
She pantomimes a laundry list
to stroke the lines you will. Resist
her coy intentions and insist
that she not dim nor darken lights
to stroke the lines. You will resist
the distraction of her. Love bites!

Perscribo · Feb 16, 2014

The distraction of her love bites
a trail along this exposed neck. Of woods
and plains, I pick the prickly path at night;
the distraction of her love; bites
bringing cries of my song. Thrushes blue might
as well be mute when I first understood
the distraction of her. Love bites
a trail along this exposed neck of woods.

kdnxdr · Feb 16, 2014

a trail, along this exposed neck of woods,
foreshadowed by dark forebodings,
sets the stage in village hoods -
a trail, along this exposed neck of woods.
poverty and blight, the world of could-haves,
lays a track of young lives imploding;
a trail, along this exposed neck of woods,
foreshadowed by dark forebodings.

Perscribo · Feb 17, 2014

Foreshadowed by dark forebodings,
I feel adrift in seas and sand.
Granite law takes to eroding
foreshadowed by dark. Foreboding
brings canyons and cliffs exploding
in patterns that the Painter's hand
foreshadowed. By dark, foreboding
I feel; adrift in seas and sand.

William E. Harlan · Feb 19, 2014

I feel adrift in seas and sand.
One hand of the water, the other of the earth.
I'm made to wander on what makes a man.
I feel adrift in seas and sand.

We're pieces of the pieces and,
We don't know why we search.
I feel adrift in seas and sand.
One hand of the water, the other of the earth.

Perscribo · Feb 20, 2014

One hand of the water, the other of the earth
I measure each day. That I might have been
mistaken adds a few feet to the girth.
One hand of the water, the other of the earth,
can I break this rule? Shake free of my birth?
I clap for each creature that falls between
one hand of the water, the other of the earth.
I measure each day that I might have been.

kdnxdr · Feb 23, 2014

I measure each day that I might have been,
a teacher, a maker, an opportunity taker;
now, while drifting, my life I suspend,
I measure each day, that I might have been.
life is a haze, I simply pretend,
I'm a worker, a buddy, a family partaker;
I measure each day that I might have been,
a teacher, a maker, an opportunity taker.

William E. Harlan · Feb 25, 2014

A teacher, a maker, an opportunity taker.
Three men walk into a bar.
They've turned each of their wives into candlestick shakers.
A teacher, a maker an opportunity taker.

Two stay at work later and later,
One doesn't try quite so hard.
A teacher, a maker, an opportunity taker.
Three men walk into a bar.

Perscribo · Mar 1, 2014

Three men walk into a bar,
line up the shots, belt out a song,
stumble into brotherly spars.
Three men walk into a bar.

Presidents needn't aim so far.
Simply follow this path along
three men. Walk into a bar.
Line up the shots. Belt out a song.

kdnxdr · Mar 16, 2014

line up the shots, belt out a song
defiant, the boss man isn't really a man;
the movers, the shakers, they've got it all wrong,
line up the shots, belt out a song!

we're brothers, and fellows, they'll never belong;
we'll stick with each other, in fidelity, we can!
line up the shots, belt out a song
defiant, the boss man isn't really a man.

Perscribo · Apr 8, 2014

DeFiant, the boss man, isn't really a man.
Each chick deserves the chance at love. Is hers
the trick that's lost? She is American;
defiant; the boss. Man isn't really a man
skimming flocks of afflicted courtesans.
To fetch a pretty sum a pimp prefers
defiant. The boss man isn't, really. A man
each chick deserves. The chance at love is hers.

poetinahat · Apr 9, 2014

Each chick deserves the chance at love. Is hers
a scattered staccato of dark kisses,
a hand held - cool but sure, or knives and furs?
Each chick deserves the chance at love. Is hers
approved and convenient, safe as a purse,
or wind-wound and sea-wild as Ulysses?
Each chick deserves the chance at love. Is hers
a scattered staccato of dark kisses?

Albedo · Apr 9, 2014

A scattered staccato of dark kisses
Rings out through the hall
A well-trained critic rarely misses
A scattered staccato of dark kisses
Collapse to the stage as the crowd hisses
No last curtain call
A scattered staccato of dark kisses
Rings out through the hall

onestepp · Apr 10, 2014

Rings out through the hall
voices, raised in song
reach for one and all.
Rings out through the hall
notes from yonder wall
are louder and strong.
Rings out through the hall
voices raised in song.

The Triolet Trail

Grand Duchess

Fierce Pretender

One of the most important people in the world

One of the most important people in the world

Grand Duchess

Pound cake.

Grand Duchess

Fierce Pretender

Pound cake.

One of the most important people in the world

Pound cake.

Pound cake.

One of the most important people in the world

Pound cake.

Fierce Pretender

Pound cake.

One of the most important people in the world

Fierce Pretender

Pound cake.

One of the most important people in the world

Pound cake.

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Alex