A note for luck? – Trifecta triolets

· by · in trifecta, triolet. ·


Contemptuous words that prick my skin
that pluck my chest-hairs one by one
declaring that our life is sin
contemptuous words that prick my skin
when to his sermons you have gone
I seek for truth in bottled gin
Contemptuous words that prick my skin
that pluck my chest-hairs one by one

We’re separated day and night
you seek for insight from above
it leaves me where it’s far from bright
we’re separated day and night
now, do you smell our withered love
within myself I now must fight
We’re separated day and night
you seek for insight from above

I never said the word goodbye
but on a note I wished you luck
though deep within it was a lie
I never said the word goodbye
in silence there’s no hair to pluck
Now numb I can prepare to die
I never said the word goodbye
but on a note I wished you luck

Hand study with bible by Albrecht Durer

Hand study with bible by Albrecht Durer


This week the word at trifecta is pluck:

3: to move, remove, or separate forcibly or abruptly

I also wanted to make triolets.. and three triolets has to be good for trifecta.
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November 25, 2013

17 responses to “A note for luck? – Trifecta triolets”

  7. Beautiful. The three stanzas make sense as a whole. The repetition helps paint the portrait. The best part of the piece is the masochist behind the voice; the pain isn’t as gratifying or real without another person to share it with.

  8. You’re so good at this fixed verse poetry. I particularly love the last stanza. But the first one sets the stage beautifully with physical and mental pain. Really, really well done!

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