Sunday, March 29, 2009

Poetry challenge - Day 5 - triolet

Triolet - French in origin, a total of eight lines with the first line repeated twice through the poem, the second line repeated repeated once.

The moment I saw your eyes
my life was forever changed
as they thrilled me to my core.
I think I first came alive
The moment I saw your eyes.
I was born anew, tabula rasa.
My life was forever changed
the moment I saw your eyes.

I once had a special friend
but we don't talk no more.
I was given a new dimension as
I once had a special friend.
Though I cry her name aloud
only silence does reply.
I once had a special friend
but we don't talk no more.

You are a pack of bastards,
such lying filthy scum.
Such prevarications because
you are a pack of bastards.
May you burn in Satan's Hell
in an eternity of torment.
Such lying filthy scum,
you are a pack of bastards.

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