#triolet #poetry #french
I drift in dreams with cats upon my bed.
we sail upon the seven seas - adrift.
With wild winds to rouse the dead.
I drift in dreams with cats upon my bed.
The words whirl past, outside my head,
My muse will through them sift.
I drift in dreams with cats upon my bed
We sail upon the seven seas - adrift
The words of a thousand stories fly by,
I hope a storyteller will catch them.
They call to me in waking dreams, and I sigh.
The words of a thousand stories fly by.
They make me laugh, make me cry.
As emotions shake my brain stem.
The words of a thousand stories fly by,
I hope a storyteller will catch them.
Poets and storytellers heed the call
To capture words on page and screen.
To weave stories to excite and enthral.
Poets and storytellers heed the call!
In lovely notebooks, catch your scrawl
Stay focused and always remain keen.
Poets and storytellers heed the call
To capture words on page and screen.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2025
VIXEN of VERSE 
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