It’s nothing ….. by jollybeggar

the teapot boiled
the cat began to whistle
the man bolted out
the world began to tremble
the cat began to whistle
the pot was just a thought
it was never really there
the man bolted out
he was missing his body
he left his coat and hat
the world began to tremble
we turned the music up
nothing was hard to hear
I thought I’d try my hand at some absurdist poetry of the type popularized in the middle of the twentieth century as Grace at dVerse challenges us with a new poetry form: “Today’s poetry form is Trimeric (Trimeric tri-(meh)-rik), which was invented by Charles A. Stone.
1. Trimeric has 4 stanzas
2. The first stanza has 4 lines
3. The other three stanzas have 3 lines each
4. The first line of each stanza is a refrain of the corresponding line in the first stanza (so…
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Thank you for reblogging, Reena. I’m so honored.
pax,
dora
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Nice e
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one percent milk and cold cold coffee
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wonderful poem
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I agree.
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