The pain of loss doth help one grow,
Though for a time a seeming lie.
— A truth of life one surely knows
The pain of loss doth help one grow,
In time tears departed surely show,
That living breaks deaths scheming lie
The pain of loss doth help one grow,
Though for a time a seeming lie?
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
AUTHORS NOTE: I thought I would give a new (old) form of poetry a try. This form is called a triolet and dates back to 13th century France.
Bhorn Rudberg posts triolets quite often but I’d never heard of it before that. It’s a good rhythmic style and you’ve done a great job.
Thank you so much, this is the first one I have ever done, but I liked it and I’m sure that I will write more of them in the future.
this is beautiful. i certainly can understand the meaning behind the words.
Thank you Kimberly, this was a new form to me.