David Wood

Gold Star - 12,176 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Fields Of Corn (Triolet) - Poem by David Wood

I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
Caressing the corn with my hand as I stroll
Soft wind makes sway in the early morn
I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
For I lost my sweet love now love is forlorn
She has taken everything even my very soul
I walk in loneliness through fields of corn
Caressing the corn with my hand as I stroll

Topic(s) of this poem: love and life

Form: Triolet


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I am beginning to like triolet poems

Comments about Fields Of Corn (Triolet) by David Wood

  • Rahman Henry (9/4/2015 10:51:00 AM)


    Beautiful and rhymed. I enjoyed reading the work. (Report) Reply

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  • Kelly Kurt (9/3/2015 10:05:00 AM)


    This form seems to fit your style, David. Nicely done. (Report) Reply

  • Pijush Biswas (9/3/2015 7:15:00 AM)


    A beautiful poem,
    experience of walking in loneliness through fields of corn is vivid,
    good rhymed,
    thanks for sharing
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 3, 2015



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