in a cavern an amberous light
shimmering ghostly shades – set off the night
chilling whispers echo all around
reminding me of lives long gone
shimmering ghostly shades – set off the night
the cold dank cavern came alive again
as here a battle rages and men meet their death
chilling whispers echo all around
lamenting the shortness of life and love
all wasted for a king’s avidity and his “noble” cause
reminding me of lives long gone
this place lies hidden – haunted by useless war
but no noble king or sultan ever shudders – now or then
© G.s.k. ‘15
This is a scheduled post, since today I begin my trip to Padua for my son’s graduation. Thanks for reading this post. Georgia (Bastet)
Trimeric
Trimeric \tri-(meh)-rik\ n: a four stanza poem in which the first stanza has four lines
and the last three stanzas have three lines each, with the first line of each repeating
the respective line of the first stanza.
The sequence of lines, then, is abcd, b – -, c – -, d – -.
There is no line length, meter, or rhyme requirement or prohibition.
Inspired and written for: Prompt Stomp- Week 3 and
Brava cara!!! I love your trimeric…I finally got it right last night, the trimeric I mean:) Félicitations pour ton fils…what an achievement. Maman doit être très fière:)
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Thanks dear. I hope I’ll be able to read your poem … I’m sure it will be fantastic!
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Excellent! Many of these so called “noble” causes only benefit the undertaker.
Congratulations to your son.
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Amen … and thanks so much!
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Great Trimeric .. Happy Ceremony
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Thanks!
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Great trimeric!
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Thanks Sue!
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Brilliant!
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What a scene you’ve painted–magnificent, haunting.
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Thanks!
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Welcome.
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What a juxtaposition — thoughts of war and your son’s graduation. The poem aptly calls out those who plan and order for the senseless horror of war. Interesting poetic form as well. Now, enjoy your break away from all that is known. May your celebrations go well.
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Congratulations to you and your son! Happy travels!
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Deep and intense, great write.
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This is fantastic!
Enjoy the celebration. 🙂
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a hidden love is both surprising and dangerous,
poetic and deep entry.
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