Upon a walk, his heart did spy
Fair blushing bud; his love did swell.
She smiled, a twinkle in her eye.
Upon this hope, his heart did fly.
For years, her love to gain he’d try
Her frown declined and darkness fell
Upon a walk, he took her life
In shining blood; her love does tell.
Today’s offering is in the triolet form.
Shay is today’s host for The Sunday Muse.
Tao Talk 
That made me shiver Lisa 😳 Well written my friend!
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The look in his eye tells me he’s gone round the bend. Thanks, Christine!
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Creepy pic 😳
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A chilling yet wonderful triolet Lisa!!
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Thank you, Carrie!
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Reminds me of the folk song Tom Dooley. Enjoyed.
–Shay
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Thanks, Shay!
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This is dark. But very well written.
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Thank you, Sadje.
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My pleasure
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Dark!!
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What is he wearing? I agree with the others…dark…but I like dark.
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I don’t know but he looks demented. Thanks Max :)
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I thought it was like jewelry glasses or something…yes he is out there.
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“Fair blushing bud; his love did swell.” You know boys, too bad this one couldn’t control himself.
Nice with form.
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Thank you, Jim, yes it is.
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Like an old ballad…happens too often, too. (K)
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Yes it does!
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To the dark side & Skillfully wrought.
Stay safe a nd creative
Much💛love
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Gillena thank you, that picture set me off.
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Creepy–it does seem like a ballad.
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Thanks for reading and commenting!
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The formal verse makes this sooo chilling!
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Thank you for reading and your comment. The photo inspired it!
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Yes, the formal verse makes the ending even darker. :) Love it!
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Thank you, Susie!
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Caution: This poem should be read in broad daylight; reading it in the middle of the night may be hazardous to your sense of safety in this tenuous world. The form, however, will give you something firm on which to hold. (Love it!)
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Zander, thank you for your perspective on it, where the form is a firm place to hang on. Glad you enjoyed — despite being frightened — the poem :)
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An interesting arrangement of “Tom Dooley” fits beautifully with you dark poem!
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I think “Tom Dooley” is the sequel, you’re right, Beverly!
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Oh My! Your triolet lists toward the terrifying. And it reads terrifically.
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Helen, I think women have had to be careful about who they smile at for a very long time.
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