Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Bandit’s Soft Spot
E’er gently have I laid it there,
So soft caressing folds would call to thee.
‘Tis art undone but frames your Blenheim hair,
E’er gently have I laid it there,
for you to gather, coiled, your coat so fair,
These knitted stitches soon your bed shall be!
E’er gently have I laid it there,
So soft caressing folds would call to thee.
🐶
The photo of my over anxious puppy, securing his favorite spot atop my ‘work-in-progress’, knitted afghan, seems a perfect response to today’s Photo Friday prompt: Soft.
This is my first attempt at a Triolet form of poetry, which is a short, eight-line poem, with only two rhyme schemes used throughout. The first line is repeated as the fourth and seventh and the second line repeated as the last.
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Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
Home Sweet Home
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This form is intriguing, Joanne– all the more because it hasn’t had a lot of use in English. I read up on it at Academy of American Poets and about.com. I like it especially because it lends itself to lighter themes (as you do adroitly here) as well as to the somber (Thomas Hardy has a couple). Nicely done!
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