the triolet’s a form I love
the repetition suits me fine
familiar fits me like a glove
the triolet’s a form I love
Perhaps some day I’ll rise above
and find a form that’s mine – all mine
the triolet’s a form I love
the repetition suits me fine
The triolet is a short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes used throughout.
The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight rhyme scheme. Thus, the poet writes only five original lines, giving the triolet a deceptively simple appearance: ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines.
defying atrophy 