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Poetry Friday- Triversen Poems

The 'Triversen' is a poetic form developed by William Carlos Williams. It presents as a flexible poetry form where the sentence plays a key role in forming each of the six three line stanzas.

A Triversen poem has the following characteristics:
Each stanza equals one sentence.Each sentence/stanza breaks into 3 lines (each line is a separate phrase in the sentence).There is a variable foot of 2-4 beats per line.The poem as a whole should add up to 18 lines (or 6 stanzas).
Here's my attempt at a Triversen poem. It sets a tone of sadness, but in this case that was my brief as a poet.

Earl's Funeral
when they buried old Earl a murder of crows sat in a nearby tree
the shadow of a cloud passed over the  mourners who shuddered in the cold air
Earl was buried in an old suit his favourite battered hat and a photo of his dog.
can't remember the last time I saw Earl  but we shared a few words
A life gets recounted packed up and then put away
the crows held the tree captive then shook their sooty f…

Beating The Blank Page Poem

Poets, experienced and inexperienced all face the challenge of the blank page. So let's approach the writing we choose to do with a can-do attitude. The blank page is the very reason the rehearsal of our 'first' or opening words is so vitally important. When we rehearse those initial words, we turn up the party bearing gifts! We bring with us a string of words to launch the writing. Words ready to splash across the page. Words to get things going. These words provide momentum. To help develop a can do attitude I have written this poem, a battle cry of sorts. A poem to create a mind set for action. We should hold no fear of the blank page. The idea of writer's block is something of an excuse. Afterall, do doctors suffer doctor's block? Do electricians suffer electricians block? Let's get this party started!
Beating the Blank Page
A Battle-Cry for the Brave Young Writer

Hello blank page
I’m here to let you know
You hold no fear for me
I come prepared
For above all thing…