While browsing my blog feed this morning I came across a new-to-me poetry form called a trimeric. The style intrigued me so I thought I’d give it a go. (You can read more about this style HERE where I found it.)
The seasons change
Swinging to and fro
Crossing the spectrum
Wonder how it’ll go?Swinging to and fro
Temperatures, humidity from
Very high or lowCrossing the spectrum
Winter freezes my bones
In summer I nearly smotherWonder how it’ll go?
Forecasters seem to guess
Arthritis points towards a mess
The theme of the poem was inspired by prompt #83 from A Week for Writing, which is a flash prompt, limited to 50 words. I missed that limit initially and had to rewrite my poem to get it to 50 words from the original 67, not an easy thing for me but fun none the less!
I enjoy the different limitations that poetry forms create – I think it calls on us to be more creative with out responses than we would be naturally.
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Nicely done, Greg!
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Thank you 🙂
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Welcome 🙂
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i really loved it,,it was light and sweet yet deep and thoughtful……
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Thank you 🙂
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You certainly spoke the truth with that last line!
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Arthritis points towards a mess……… afraid that is true. Very nice poem
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Thank you 🙂
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Nice – I like what you came up with for the prompt. Ouch – don’t remind me of the aches and pains of the seasons. So very true.
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I know – and it’s just around the corner! 😦
Thanks for stopping in and commenting 🙂
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Nicely written! Loved it. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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