


The wind is constant and cold
Honeysuckle vines are torn
Brushing the blooms, so bold
The wind is constant and cold
Fading blossoms now fold
Summer’s flowers, forlorn
The wind is constant and cold
Honeysuckle vines are torn.
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When cool autumn breezes arrive
Wind and temperatures cold
Bright summer buds don’t survive
When cool autumn breezes arrive
Flowering vines heat deprived
Yellowed leaves cannot hold
When cool autumn breezes arrive
Wind and temperatures cold.
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Chilled gusts change autumn trees
Only evergreen needles remain
Maples are losing their leaves
Chilled gusts change autumn trees
Leaves fade, curl up in a freeze
Drop, and be sustenance on the plain
Chilled gusts change autumn trees
Only evergreen needles remain.
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MTB: Counting to Three
Really well done, with the repetitive form, but definitely powerful mood and atmosphere there……..
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Thank you for reading!
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Very nice use of the form. Well done.
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Thanks for your comment!
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You are welcome.
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bravo for taking the Triolet challenge too with this seasonal poem – just wondering what 3 words you used
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I used the last form
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Autumn is here with winter around the corner.
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Love autumn!
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A vivid autumn triolet, Cheryl, with a melancholic echo created by ‘torn’ and ‘forlorn’ in the first stanza, and the repetition of ‘cold’, which continues into the second stanza. I love the third stanza, as it’s about trees.
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Thank you
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My pleasure.
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I didn’t think much about the three words as actual words but of an idea and my idea was cool and cold and what happens when the weather changes
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A beautiful poem
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these were so good Cheryl! I love the one about autumn!
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Not an easy challenge
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