Tercet Poems | Tercet Examples

Oh boy what a pair The Babbitt and the Bromide I speak of Kelly and Astaire ...Read the rest...

Sitting alone on a lily pad Awaiting my next breakfast insect I ponder my purpose Two hundred and seventeen mosquitoes Sixteen horse flies…one spider And a scolding from a swan I croak every night Come back to life at sunrise Bathe in the...Read the rest...

I want to talk to you like lovers do I want to dance in the rain in Gene Kelly’s shoes It’s my birthday but all I really want is your presence ...Read the rest...

Strolling softly, in September rains, beneath a bright, plaid umbrella. A tender couple strolled in joyous...Read the rest...

Two little feet Dancing and prancing To the kpop beat Two little feet That grandma cannot catch When he runs to hide her false teeth Two little feet That dreams of a world to conquer When driving around the house on his tricycle...Read the rest...

I did write poems on each Rune. The Frissian futhorc I assume, Each new rune lesson learnt- a boon. Art and poems I showed to kin. Kin stated poems and art a win, Rune poems writ came...Read the rest...

When wars are fought in faraway places, and we don’t recognize the soldiers faces, then the bombs and bullets mean little to us. We’ll watch it with concern a day or two, then quickly lose interest like we always...Read the rest...

Super bowl Sunday ended yesterday I was sure my diet had won I did not prevail when I saw the scale and it read my old weight plus one So now that football won’t be back ‘til fall I will get back to...Read the rest...

An exquisite ‘O’ curved her supple lips, she tilted into a cursive climax; The loop of nails now a scar on his hips....Read the rest...

Gradually it internalized. Taking over it mesmerized. Initially it demonized. Intense pressure loomed. A feeling I was doomed. Festered a previous wound. Forgiveness given in confession. I continue to feel recession, Wavering on deep depression . Harder for me to pardon my part, Lord I will...Read the rest...

Apple spice winds fanning the flames of campfire stories engorged with horror; Fevered is the air filled with such games. Drifting away on falling leaves crackling colors paint the ground; Art so poignant no one grieves. Words cover...Read the rest...

A backyard garden planted with flowering perennials so as not to seem deliberate the green stalks swell with anticipation awaiting the creaking gate of summer to open up letting in, with a firm step, the first orange flowers...Read the rest...

Born feline and left forever free to run; Try but they’ll never be domesticated; Feral life filled with unequivocal absolution....Read the rest...

Lifted by the sweet sound of birdsong, wild surfer on double overhead waves; I feel all that Sex wax and Billabong....Read the rest...

I made a vow on a day divine To hold your hands in mine May it be rain or shine. In the years that followed the day Our hands never went astray Rather, your hand in mine led the way. In...Read the rest...