Two types of wind encircle the earth
Trades, Westerlies and Easterlies
Blow steady and dependable
They let wind sailors venture forth
West-East, East-West, trade routes they plied.
Moving Saharan red dust fabled
Steering the cyclone’s rushing curse
Yet land too creates strong breezes
Sometimes too, quite seasonable
Hot, cold, blowing for all they’re worth
Wet, dry, flood, drought, make people flee
Winds can smash man’s plans to rubble
Or bring the life-sustaining rain
– Wind never the same – blows again…
Andrew Wilson, 2024
Over at dVersePoets Pub, Laura Bloomsbury in Meeting the Bar: Critique and Craft, invites us to write a Trillonet on the subject of Wild Winds…
A Trillonet is a special form of sonnet comprising:
14 lines
4 tercets (3 line stanzas) ending with a rhyming couplet
rhymes scheme is ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC, AA (or BB or CC or DD)
in iambic pentameter of 10 syllables (5 feet) per line
or iambic tetrameter of 8 syllables (4 feet) per line
this is a marvel – you have encompassed every wind which way and why in rhyme- just spilt into the 4 tercets and final couplet to make the Trillonet
Done! Thanks, Laura…
Nice one Andrew.
Thanks for dropping by to read mine
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And you too, Gillena…
Very nice Andrew!
Thanks – it’s nice to rise to a form challenge now and again…
I really love this one, and it really fits your image on all those commodities you have been writing about. I just hope we can relearn to utilize the winds again.
Wind power assisted ships might be a little slower but that doesn’t matter once a flow is established…
Nice Andrew. 👍🏼🙂✌🏼🎼
Thanks, Rob…
I love this, it flows like a breeze, if you’ll indulge me! Btw I think you mean for all “they’re” worth.
You’re right – thanks for that Shay…
You encompass all the winds here and how they impact. The hot north wind is never a pleasant one. A clever use of form to capture them all, well done.
Thanks Di, it was a tough form to work with but worth the effort…
A lovely poem, the ending couplet slowed my heartbeat .. sigh.
Thank you for your lovely comment, Helen…
A carpicious tradesman, this dire so necessary and even gracious element.
Thanks, Brenda – I thought you might have invented a new word there (which I feel you have sometimes done) until I worked it out…
I apologise for coming so late to your trillonet, Andrew, but I was ‘wind riven’ myself this weekend – metaphorically, of course! I love that you write about the winds being ‘steady and dependable’ and letting ‘sailors venture forth’. I enjoy windy days, although we don’t really get devastating ones here.
No need to apologise, Kim, I am frequently late to the feast since my work days Tuesday to Thursday are the peak prompting days at the Pub. Also this was a challenging write so thanks for your comment…
Your poem could be a lovely way to introduce winds to children! A wonderful geography lesson in verse! I love it, Andrew.