When all is solemn and quiet
The sky darkens in the morn
They fly and sing as a duet
When all is solemn and quiet
They rise to seek their diet
Where nature is born
When all is solemn and quiet
The sky darkens in the morn
My first triolet. I found an example in the book, A Kick in the Head, an eight-line poem with a rhyme scheme abaaabab, and some repeating lines. In the rainy season, some mornings meet us with dark skies, but still the morning birds sing to lighten the atmosphere. These scenes draw us close to nature.
I loved it 🙂 thanks for the visual of morning light and a peaceful repeating line.
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I love the ethereal quality of your poem – just like early morning.
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You’ve put me in this space so beautifully and with such craft. What I really loved was the way you gave us this contrast between the solemnity and the quiet of the dark morning, and the joy and flight of the rising birds. Thank you.
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