[Bards] more triolets

[Haines, Paul]

Ah, you're quite right.  A typo on my part.  Thank you for pointing that
out.  The triolet is a French form that gets its name from one line being
repeated three times.  The poem consists of eight lines, generally in iambic
tetrameter (I've seen some exceptions, but my dear teacher seems to wrap me
on the hand when I stray from it. :P )  The rhyme scheme is:
ABaAabAB.  The A line and the B line are repeated, while the a lines rhyme
with the A line and the b line rhymes with the B line.  It's a very
challenging poetic style because your essentially trying to convey the
meaning through a very limiting structure.  I've written a couple one-off
triolets and a couple poems using multiple triolets (like "A Last Request").
When I get some adequate documentation written up, I'll post it for
everyone.

I should also send these poems to Bersi to add to the webpage.

In service,
Alden


-----Original Message-----
From: Marie Adams
To: Ansteorran Bardic list
Sent: 23/02/04 18:03
Subject: Re: [Bards] more triolets

Beautiful! I don't know anything about this poetry form, but the
thoughts in the verses were lovely! Also, if I may say: you put "veil"
in the next to last line, where you probably meant to put "shield".
You may want to look at that.    Serena Dominicci

On Sat, 21 Feb 2004, Haines, Paul wrote:

> Greetings to the good bards of the list from a baby bard currently
sailing
> off the coast of Meridies.  I've had some time to work more triolets
while
> I've been at sea.  I completed one triolet and it inspired me enough
to turn
> it into a series which I title "A Last Request".  I may carry it out
longer,
> but I felt the four octets was a good point to share it with you.
Comments
> and critiques are always welcome.  Enjoy!
>
> ~Alden Drake
>
> A Last Request
>
> To see your lovely face once more,
> Is all I ask before I leave.
> Dear God in Heaven I implore
> To see your lovely face once more.
> The king has called, I go to war,
> For me, I beg you not to grieve.
> To see your lovely face once more,
> Is all I ask before I leave.
>
> I pray look not upon my face
> And see my eyes now filled with tears.
> Remember me in all my grace
> I pray look not upon my face.
> Lift not, my lord, this veil of lace,
> Which hides away my darkest fears
> I pray look not upon my face
> And see my eyes now filled with tears.
>
> Hide not the tears that freely flow
> >From deep within your gentle heart,
> For rain gives flowers strength to grow.
> Hide not the tears that freely flow,
> Upon your cheeks that all might know
> The depth of love of those apart.
> Hide not the tears that freely flow
> >From deep within your gentle heart.
>
> Take with you then my tear-stained shield
> And place upon my lips a kiss
> For courage on the battlefield.
> Take with you then my tear-stained shield,
> A favor born of love to wield,
> In battle far from those you miss.
> Take with you then my tear-stained veil
> And place upon my lips a kiss.
>