Two Triolets

The Wonder of Love

The wonder of love is the look

bathed in brightness, a sparkling eye

flowing pure like the pristine brook.

The wonder of love is the look,

a rill of hope that beats the book,

red pages flying through the sky;

the wonder of love is the look

bathed in brightness, a sparkling eye.

 

Swimming

Gliding through water, sweet release

splash of softness a welcome thrill;

raise the mind to its rightful niche

gliding through water, sweet release

dazzling blue enriching the peace,

appeasing blows that dare to kill;

gliding through water, sweet release

splash of softness a welcome thrill.

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