⏳NaPoWriMo 🫖April 🌱2023🌺Day 4

#NaPoWriMo #April #2023

Here’s another prompt drawn from our archives – and, as usual, optional! Today, let’s try writing triolets. A triolet is an eight-line poem. All the lines are in iambic tetramenter (for a total of eight syllables per line), and the first, fourth, and seventh lines are identical, as are the second and final lines. This means that the poem begins and ends with the same couplet. Beyond this, there is a tight rhyme scheme (helped along by the repetition of lines) — ABaAabAB.

Here’s an example by Thomas Hardy:

Birds at Winter

Around the house the flakes fly faster,
And all the berries now are gone
From holly and cotoneaster
Around the house. The flakes fly! – faster
Shutting indoors the crumb-outcaster
We used to see upon the lawn
Around the house. The flakes fly faster
And all the berries now are gone!

Triolets were in vogue among the Victorians — all those repetitions can add a sort of melancholy gravitas to a poem, but watch out! They can also make the poem sound oddly gong-like. A playful, satirical poem, on the other hand, can be easily written in the triolet form, especially if you can find a way to make the non-repeating lines slightly change the meaning of the repeated ones. Here’s an example of a modern, humorous triolet, by Wendy Cope:

Valentine

My heart has made its mind up
And I’m afraid it’s you.
Whatever you’ve got lined up,
My heart has made its mind up
And if you can’t be signed up
This year, next year will do.
My heart has made its mind up
And I’m afraid it’s you.

Happy writing!

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❤️Although I discovered Triolets many years ago and I do like Thomas Hardy, I have written few of them before. This time around, I took a leaf out of Hardy's book and linked 2 together. Mainly because I like to be more positive while still addressing the worse side of age❤️

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OLDER WOMEN 

As women age we are not seen.
Doors left to swing in our faces.
Voices unheard when we convene, 
As women age we are not seen.
Advice unsought, they ask a screen. 
Think more of Google-a disgrace. 
As women age we are not seen. 
Doors left to swing in our faces!


Older women can turn back time.
Sixty is the age of comeback.
Pink hair,  bold clothes, we are divine.
Older women can turn back time.
We are sassy, we are sublime,
Age is an aphrodisiac.
Older women can turn back time.
Sixty is the age of comeback!

©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2023

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