Saturday, February 26, 2011

Triolet Scrabble Poetry Poems


 Julia's Toy Box  
(Scrabble Score 208)

My color’s faded to pale grey
   My brother soldier, robot and me
     Chubby sweaty palms gone away
My color’s faded to pale grey
     We used to fight the daily fray
      Now dust the only action I see
My color’s faded to pale grey
  My brother soldier, robot and me




David Poem That Failed to
Include Birds Flying Above his
Magic Chopper in the Snow 
(Scrabble Score 90)

This grey cast is not without mar
Like an ode ending on an ill note
    I am certain where my flaws are
This grey cast is not without mar
    Like a rifle with an uneven bore
    Here, a devil grips the diodes
This grey cast is not without mar
Like an ode ending on an ill note




Me Mine Mum Moe
Grips the Dripping Noun of Ore 
 (Scrabble Score 145)

Sang cast a note into the dared grip
Cole sat, his ego a noun of ode-ing ore
    He drank, a diode of ale in ill drips
Sang cast a note into the dared grip
    His ho sang notes that marred the cast of rip
    Her jaw a toy, honed by jabs of the bore
Sang cast a note into the dared grip
Cole sat, his ego a noun of ode-ing ore




Ahmed’s Egorical of a Bilocated Jaw 
(Scrabble Score 218)

Why here ego bi me jaw
You’re a grey noun mute note
    A sot bore cub chewing qat
Why here ego bi me jaw
    Vibe, no, not this show your mar
    Casting honing gas like cole
Why here ego bi me jaw
You’re a grey noun mute note



 


I’d like to invite any of the participants of this exercise to comment on the experience of composing a fifteen minute triolet.

But, if you weren’t present today's game and wanted to be, you can still try to  pen one. The words we played are pictured here. Use them as prompts and leave your triolet as comment down there.

Thanks.



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