Burning Flame (a troilet)

Candle flame brightly burned,
Extinguished, blackened; cold.
Through the seasons as they turned
Candle flame brightly burned,
Illuminating lessons learned:
Not always doing as you’re told.
Candle flame brightly burned,
Extinguished, blackened; cold.

4/13/17

Poem #15 for National Poetry Writing Month (aka #NaPoWriMo)

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Alone (a Troilet)

Isolated, alone, even in a crowd.
Silent, quiet, but not without something to say,
Darkened corner, a solitary shroud,
Isolated, alone, even in a crowd.
Bent by the crushing weight of darkness: bowed,
Salty tears, could there be no other way?
Isolated, alone, even in a crowd.
Silent, quiet, but not without something to say.

4/3/17

My first attempt at a troilet.

Poem #4 for National Poetry Writing Month (aka #NaPoWriMo)