in furnace of the summer heat
not even night will bring relief
entangled in my sweaty sheet
in furnace of the summer heat
the air-con mine is obsolete
my coldness stolen by the thief
in furnace of the summer heat
not even night will bring relief
I fly between awake and sleep
in space-ships painted green and pink
chimeras lurking in the deep
I fly between awake and sleep
and somewhere there are crimson sheep
I wonder if it was that drink?
I fly between awake and sleep
in space-ships painted green and pink
as suddenly an elephant
invites me for another beer
I wonder how it’s relevant
as suddenly the elephant
will teach me how the sky to paint
in purple colors, quite austere
as suddenly an elephant
invites me for another beer
No heat in Sweden, but Claudia for dVerse poetics wants us to write poetry of summer heat, chimeras fata-morgana, and what can be stuck between dreams and reality. I offer you three triolets which I think is a nice summer form.
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July 13, 2013

Great evocation and atmosphere! I had to check what a triolet was. I like verse where a line is repeated and always marvel that it never quite conveys the same idea the second and third time.
I was wondering about the heat in Sweden but you have already answered my question.
It’s warm enough to still be outside at least.. but quite cool, and I need a sweater 🙂
ok…first… i have never been invited for a beer by an elephant..ha…and way cool that he taught you how to paint the sky as well….that was a fun trip björn…loved it…great flow…and the crimson sheep…ha….smiles…so what were you drinking…? smiles
I’m sure it was something hot I drank
oh dang…crimson sheep eh? guess the chimera even go them, ha…well built bjorn…the form def plays up the angst of trying to sleep in the heat with the AC out…ugh…last summer our power was out for 9 days…and it made for brutal restless sleep, so i feel you thre…the elephant teaching you how to paint the sky is a great line as well…ha
I can only imagine… no AC here… but some dreams can be strange anyway
Very nice, Bjiorn. Gorgeous poetry. One of my fav forms.
Thank you Susan, Triolets can be so musical.. and sometimes the repeated lines change meaning if you succeed.
yes–the form itself is dreamlike and illusory.
I like the drift between the reality of the hot sleeping weather and the unreality of the space ships and elephants. Truly masterfully done, Bjorn.
Oh thank you.. triolets did a lot of the work for the theme I think
I had a mushroom trip like that once. Beautiful–I mean both.>KB
That would be another option if it’s not the heat.
Trippy, Bjorn, love it! Love the form too — never done this before. Tempted.
Do try.. it’s quite a fun form to play around with.
Oh, this is just fantastic, Bjorn. The form perfectly suits the imagery, almost a grown-up fairy-tale. Brilliant. ~ M
Thank you.. I love surrealism and this is what I wanted to write today.
The refrains give it a new life.. Great verse and I just loved the theme.
But again refrains have been most appealing to me. 🙂
and if you are successful the refrain change meaning each time it’s used
How brave & sweet to lay 3 triolets on us, and get your imagination to feel the heat we are all suffering. Even in Alaska a couple weeks ago it was 85 degrees. Loved what you did with this, sir.
we have a nice cool weather here.. just glorious summer.
We are baking here, so very appropriate. Love this poem. Excellent and great fun.
Hope you have A/C at least… here is really very nice.
No a/c. Just a fan. 🙂
Yes, lovely… but I definitely don’t want a drink of what you are having. 😉
Plenty of heat in England, but not many elephants.
Can I say “love this” too many times! This is awesome. One of my favorites of your writing, haiku aside. You use the repetition like the master craftsman that you are. I feel like the “young” apprentice/underling wishing to absorb just a part of the art that is your writing.
The repetitions are standardized in the form.. but what’s sometime possible is the change in meaning as you progress with the poem.
Fantastic. A reverie. And how do you always find the perfect painting.
Oh, they’re lots of fun!
I really enjoyed this bit of fantasy and wow what a picture…I fly between awake and sleep. Well, if an elephant invited me for a beer I would surely enjoy that…you know elephants in dreams are very symbolic. I had to read this twice..so cool…
That is a cool piece describing a heat wave..and I love your triolets; always better to dream of colorful animals than have dark sinister evil scary nightmares!
good. 😉
Definite mirage in the hands of a skilled poet.
Great trip Bjorn I really love the three Triolets and the psychedelic images
Wonderfully dark and felt I was really locked in a furnace as I read. I loved the repetition in the second stanza… it worked in so well. And the purple sky…that’s what I think of in summer the afternoon sky over the water is so deeply purple waiting for the afternoon storms here… fantastic poem!
Wonderful answer to the challenge, great use of the triolet, and superb fun.
haha, so cool! love the atmosphere you created – the green & pink spaceships, my absolute favorite! what a sight that would be… wow. playfully cute, yet with a dark undertone that you simply can’t shake, no matter how bright the colors. excellent piece, Björn – hats off to you, this is marvelous, the form underlines the intensity of your words.
think i got a new favorite when it comes to your poems…
Love this. the dreamlike quality of a sweaty night:)
I particularly love these two lines:
I fly between awake and sleep
and somewhere there are crimson sheep
If I had any musical talent, I would write a song for those lines.
I do believe, it may have been the drink. 🙂
Wonderful crafting Bjorn! I don’t know the form but I love the repetition. Enjoyed it very much.
Awesome write, Bjorn! I really enjoyed this one!
you make the form breathe fantastic. Enjoyed, Bjorn.
the air-con mine is obsolete
my coldness stolen by the thief
and somewhere there are crimson sheep…
The elephant invites you for a beer… that makes me think of Delerium Tremens beer… if you haven’t tried it you must. It’s got an elephant on the label.
Great turns of phrase here Björn. Really cool (hot) write.
Sounds like a beer in my taste 🙂 and a pink elephant too.
You described our summer so well. I enjoyed your triolets.
🙂
i’ve never thought about it before, but triolets are a summery form. very cool write.