From seed to death through seasons grow
With side to side through all they sway
From searing heat to bitter cold
From seed to death through seasons grow
In naked shrink to rainbow show
From greening up in sun-charged play
From seed to death through seasons grow
With side to side through all they sway
Image: “Orange Glow” by Wolf Kahn
I first met Wolf’s art when I randomly bought a calendar and fell in love with it. Learn more about Wolf Kahn here.
Today’s offering is in the triolet poetic form.
Linda Lee Lyberg is today’s host for dVerse‘ Open Link Night.
I’m also linking this to the Open Link Weekend at earthweal.
Tao Talk 
Lisa, I love your use of repetition here- wonderful. Interesting art!
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Thanks much, Linda :)
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This is such a beautiful, impactful, and heartfelt poem. I especially love the repetition of “From seed to death…” It’s a phrase I just LOVE. It implies so much about life to death, and the seasons changing, metamorphosing. You write beautifully, Lisa. This is such a fantastic poem with great rhythm. Lovely work.
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Thank you, Lucy. Your comment is very kind.
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The gorgeous Wolf Kahn painting is luminous, Lisa, and you’ve done it justice with your poem. I like the way the repetition reflects the trees, especially if you turn the poem on its side – it looks like trees. And the colours shine through in ‘From greening up in sun-charged play’.
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So glad you enjoyed the post, Kim, thank you :)
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Nice crisp Triolet, well packed with message and rhyme. I liked “in naked shrink to rainbow show.” Now that I’m “riden’ with Biden”, I’m enjoying many more “rainbow shows”.
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Glenn I hear you on the riden’with Biden. Glad you liked the post.
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The chanting meter and rhyme all adds to the slow cyclical movement of time/seasons. I’m struck by the “side to side” swaying sensation of an easy release from life to death. You’ve captured the natural dimensions of life in such a poetically multi-dimensional way: color, sound, and motion.
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Many thanks, Dora, and love your feedback.
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You’re welcome!
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This is so beautiful! The repetition works perfectly. I haven’t written a triolet in a while, but now I may have to. 😀
The painting is beautiful, too. It reminds me of the yellow trees and reflections I saw this week while walking along Wissahickon Creek.
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Many thanks, Merril :)
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I love a well-turned triolet and I haven’t read one for ages. Thanks for posting this :)
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My pleasure, Jane, glad you liked it :)
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I did :)
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Triolet me just say this: You nailed the form, and moved the stillness. Well done. Thanks!
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Ron, the inspiration came when I looked outside today and saw the stand of birch swaying in the breeze together. So glad you liked it.
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What a beautiful painting….and your words are so aptly attuned to it. I love the repetitive line “From seed to death through seasons grow” The repetition is the cycle itself, returning. I enjoyed this very much!
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Lillian thank you for sharing what you see with your eyes, as I didn’t consider the repeating seasons in the repeating lines. I wrote this also as a metaphor for human relationships. My older son and his girlfriend just celebrated an anniversary and I am dedicating this poem to them.
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Lovely example of triolet. Well done.
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:) Thank you, Beverly!
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I’m in love with your words. Deeply in love – they made me sigh with pleasure. Lovely.
Anna :o]
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Thank you, Anna! Glad they brought you happiness.
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ah, the sun-charged play! love it!
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:)
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There’s a lot of music in your words. (K)
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Kerfe, thank you.
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A fantastic poem Li.
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Sadje thank you, glad you enjoyed it.
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You’re welcome Li
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Such an arresting opening line/image to this one. Lisa! 💝 The poem in its entirety is an excellent metaphor for relationships :)
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Thank you very much, and glad you see the metaphor :)
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Nicely done! I love the lesson you teach us through your poem. You know those who sway survive… the rigid and immovable bite the dust!
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Thank you, Dwight.
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You are welcome!
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Great lines and meaning Lisa…and I’m someone who is usually in the dark!…also that video…I simply love that. I watched it twice.
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So glad you liked the poem and the video. It is a really cool video. One way I think it links with the poem is that is shows the trees in almost every scene and all of the stuff passing by.
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That is one of your best ones…it was so consistent and meaningful…and I’m slow on the updraft with poems.
Lisa I hate asking but Bailey is starting to use his page for showing projects for cinematrogphy…. only if you can and get bored…here it is…you will see his ugly face also lol….and some shots he made on film.
https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/185383121/posts/34
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Funny on his “ugly face” he looks like a young Keanu Reeves. He chose good music to go with the video and a very cool ending.
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Thanks for looking at it. I like giving him a hard time. He was trying different views out to get good shots. He is going to attempt to make a small short film soon…it’s hard finding others to act…especially now.
Thanks again Lisa!
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You’re very welcome. Even with that short video, you can see he’s got cinemagraphic skills.
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He is getting out and trying…that is all I can ask.
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Wonderful, using the form to reinforce the meaning and conceit, lovely work! Great artistic choice, too. A joy to read and view.
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Thanks much, Anna!
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I love the way you’ve worked the lines through the triolet form here, Lisa – this has a beautiful sway to it, and a timeless message. Thank you for introducing me to Wolf Kahn too!
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Ingrid, thank you and glad you enjoyed them.
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the repetitious cycle adds impact, beautiful!
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Thanks, Kate!
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a pleasure Lisa!
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Wonderful out-loud read
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Thank you, Debi :)
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Luscious art and poetry ……
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Thank you, Helen :)
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Wonderful triolet call, Jade. It has a captivating repetition that catches the eye. Wolf’s painting is a unique color choice, beautiful!
Hank
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Thank you much for reading and your comment, Hank.
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I am impressed by Kahn and your poem! The triolet form looks fun, I’m sure it’s harder to compose than you make it look though! Your poem is hypnotic!
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Glad you liked the post, Tricia. Triolet isn’t that difficult if you know what you want to say and have the time to tweak it as needed. I think you should try one out :)
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I think I will in the future. I like the length too.
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You capture the flow of the seasons and the warmth of autumn colours beautifully here. Your poem resonates with hope.
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:) Thanks for the affirming comment, Suzanne.
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You capture the flow of the seasons and the warmth of autumn colours beautifully here. Your poem resonates with hope.
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I love this form, with its wonderful rhythm and rhyme. Beautiful.
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Thanks, Sherry!
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