William F Dougherty

Rookie - 54 Points (West Hartford, CT)

Triolet For Miz Muse - Poem by William F Dougherty

She coaxed me with her triolet
then locked its legs. (I metered out.)
She promised me repeated play
and coaxed me with her triolet
(she swiveled like a roundelay) .
I tried to leave; she feigned a pout.
She coaxed me with her triolet
then locked its legs. (I petered out.)


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, May 14, 2012


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