A Triolet

I’ve been experimenting with another poetic short form, the triolet. (Pronounced TREE – o – let.), which originated in medieval France. Consisting of eight lines, it looks deceptively simple. (Give a try; you’ll see what I mean.)

Traditional French triolets contain eight syllables per line; English counterparts often contain ten. I guess one could say I “cheated” a bit by making my lines a predictable iambic pentameter.

The rhyme scheme for the triolet is as follows:

A (line 1 repeats)
A (line 1 repeats)
B (line 2 repeats)

So, here is my first attempt at a triolet. Notice the addition of the comma in the last line, changing the meaning of the line slightly. Can you guess what it’s about? Here’s a hint: I often slip subtle puns into my poetry.


Oh stark, the shade that poses on the wall,
in confidence of course, assuming right,
eclipsing affectation, knowing all.
Oh stark, the shade that poses on the wall.

Myself, I’m poised to see the future fall,
to watch that shadow slip into the night.
Oh stark, the shade that poses on the wall,
in confidence, of course, assuming right.

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2 Responses to A Triolet

  1. Jenna says:

    I like it! Excellent!


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