Tuesday, 14 April 2026

14 - Weathering

#NaPoWriMo Day 13 and tonight I’ve been writing a triolet inspired by loneliness (well… specifically missing someone).

Remember that, if you’re a subscriber to my Patreon, you can hear a recording of this piece (and the twelve preceding it) there. The link to the relevant post is here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/weathering-155564589

“I miss you” seems repetitive and trite,
and yet, it is the only phrase that fits.
Alone, the world is dull, and with you, bright.
(“I miss you” seems repetitive and trite.)
See, when you’re in my arms, the world feels right,
and holding you will smooth my jagged bits.
“I miss you” seems repetitive and trite,
and still… it is the only phrase that fits.

A grainy mobile phone camera photo in low, warm light, of a living room with two empty chairs at slightly more than right-angles to each other, both a cozy red. The one on the left is narrow, with a high back, and is covered in a velvety throw, a throw cushion decorted with alternating bands of large, dark red and light circles sitting in it, along with a TV remote on the left arm. The other chair is broader, with a much lower back, and three velvety cushions - two red and one black somewhat haphazardly stuffed into one corner - and a segment of a round footrest just visible in the bottom right of the photo. Behind and between the chairs is a silver exercise ball, and beyond that, a pale wooden bookcase stuffed with books. There is a bay window beyond the larger chair, sporting white, venetian blinds, mostly pulled down except for one which is slightly contracted and pulled up at the bottom, and a creamy white curtain held back by a large, brass hook. There is a very dead-looking pot plant on the windowsill. Oops!
TV room poet’s own

If you’d like to write your own triolet, why not make use of my handy-dandy shareware spreadsheet that can help get you started? https://bit.ly/poemrep

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