Treasure Island

Andrew David Dalby

(17th Of March 1967 / Brighton East Sussex United kingdom)

Triolet: From The Park


We’re planning a revolution from the park:
Where all the children gather and laugh
To then climb on the frames just after dark.
We're planning a revolution from the park:
A scribble to freedom is leaving our mark
After lifting to life, with a very strong quaff.
We’re planning a revolution from the park,
Where, all the children, gather and laugh!

Submitted: Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013

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this was an unexpected bonus and a gift from the muse that whispered the word 'Triolet' in my ear. I followed the path that she took.

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© adh 2013

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