The features of the Triolet are:
· 8 lines.
· Two rhymes.
· 5 of the 8 lines are repeated or refrain lines.
· First line repeats at the 4th and 7th lines.

His manic mind this particular night
Was dulled by the fractured waning moonlight.
Standing alone amongst the monoliths
Of stone and marble, cold and spiritless.

A book discussion group is reveling,
Delightful entertainment; always fun.
A bunch of book enthusiasts seeking
A monthly intellectual session
Expressing individual comments

All of us are born ignorant and some
Of us remain that way I’m sad to say.
The knowledgeable flourish and become
The shepherds, the dumb just piddle away

Recently, I read Kahil Gibran’s prose" The Criminal”. I have read it at least two other times in the past but this recent read had effected me more so than the past reads.

I found blinded slavery: a persons’
Present tied to their parents’ past that urge
Them to yield to their traditions, worsened
By ancient spirits, fettered and scourged.

Good poets are born, not fashioned.
The masters of sterility
write verses in prose and christen
them in the name of Poetry.
Meters are measured arrangements,
rhyme is correspondence of sound;

I think I’ll do the wash today so much
Has piled up since. But then the shopping must
Be done, of this I am convinced. How such
Predicaments evolved? I guess I’m just

Conceived a king amid a war, within
The age of Pisces. Newest moon began
The term of human being gestation
The hope of mankind, and savior of Man.
Then from the east a sign ascending, climbs

Mankind is a menace. He manages
To break that which is unbroken, and fix
What isn’t broke; Trespasses some places
Which are sacred to most. Savors conflict
Over harmony, unhappy when there's

Some songs are sad songs: dum ♪ de♪ dum♪ dum♪ dum.♪
Others are cheerful: tra ♪ la la ♫ la ling♫
And people are the same. Some may become
A sadden lot, see gloom in everything.

I wrote this poem shortly after his death on January 17, 2008.

Bobby Fischer, chess savant and master
Unparalleled among the best that played.
A champion, a genius, destroyer

(1. f3...e5 2.g4...h4 mate!)
Unwise for White to push the pawn to three;
Exposing royalty to Black’s attack.
With pawn at Bishop three, one must agree
f3 was not the move to play on Black.

This sonnet was written after reading a news article on the internet about the Swedish Wrestler Ara Abrahamian's misconduct at the awards presentation after failing to win the gold medal at the 2008 B

A saddest song within me idly pursed
Is lodged in lyrical melancholy.
A muted voice attempts to sing a verse
But only soundless words escape from me.
Its somber composition might as well