*Love’s Climax*
Young love is fired with heights of passion wild.
Companionship ousts courtship as we age.
The fires of youth mature to warmth more mild.
Young love is fired with heights of passion wild.
Love’s climax comes with birth of the first child,
Thereafter baby takes the centre stage.
Young love is fired with heights of passion wild.
Companionship ousts courtship as we age.
*Love’s Death*
When love is poorly used and slowly dies,
Affection also withers in its wake.
The sweetness of the serenade soon flies
When love is poorly used and slowly dies.
No more of wooing words or lovers’ lies
But acrimony causing hearts to break
When love is poorly used and slowly dies,
Affection also withers in its wake.
*Love’s Rejection*
She was a proud and haughty lass
And meant the world to me.
Scorning to share my palliasse
She was a proud and haughty lass.
I hoped that love would come to pass
But it was not to be.
She was a proud and haughty lass
And meant the world to me.
*Love’s Perfidy*
I loved a lass with all my heart.
She was as fair as lasses be.
She won me with her guile and art.
I loved a lass with all my heart.
I might have heeded from the start
Her constant infidelity.
I loved a lass with all my heart.
She was as fair as lasses be.
*Love’s Loss*
We heard the church-bells far too late
And answered not their call.
We lay where lovers consummate.
We heard the church-bells far too late.
She went to church but did not wait.
She wore a linen pall.
We heard the church-bells far too late
And answered not their call.
Heathcote Giffen, January 27th. 2005.
“Love’s Luck.”
So many years I had to wait
Until you came into my life.
I feared my time was running late,
So many years I had to wait.
By lucky chance or destined fate
We met and you are now my wife.
So many years I had to wait
Until you came into my life.
Added June 7th.2007.
Author notes
I just wanted to attempt to write a Triolet about love and one thing led to another.
Written January 27th, 2005
Now, at Aunty Joan's and King Hugh's urging, I have added a further 'positive' triolet today, with love to my wife, Hinemoa. June 7th. 2007.
A contest entry
- FOR HUGH WYLES FAVOURITES GROUP ONLY # 13 by huguenauties.
750 points, ended June 13, 2007, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - CONTEST #29 FOR HUGH WYLES FAVORITES ONLY! by huguenauties.
750 points, ended March 1, 2008, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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CONGRATULATIONS Heath on your bronze trophy.


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Hurrah! congratulations
This collection deserves to be acknowledged with a trophy. It is a treasure of wisdom, and charmingly written.
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Congratulations Heath on your Bronze trophy.


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Coherent
Heath:
Triolets are difficult to pen because of the repeating lines and finding something coherent to connect them. These are very well penned and have managed to retell a life story in a repititious short form. Congradualtions on this and since I feel that you have mastered the form, I should be seeing a few more of these thoughtful snippets of life.
Gregg

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I loved it when you wrote these and I still love it just as much, especially the last Triolet (My favourite)
Love Hine.


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I enjoyed this before - no change of opinion!
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Dear Heath, I loved these when I read them the first time and I enjoyed reading them once more, especially the last one.
Love Jen



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Beautiful, that's all I can say, all i should say, except it one of the best things I've read in a while. It's an early contender for my vote.


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Dear Heath,
A great choice to enter into the contest, I especially love the last one and I'm sure Hine is thrilled that you added it.
Love AJ



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Very nicely done!
I love your triolets! It's a 'tricky' form of poetry but each verse shows that you have indeed mastered the form! I also love the way you write about love (my favorite subject). It seems you have mastered that 'tricky' subject as well!
Best of Luck in the contest!

<3 Maureen
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This sequence of triolets is excellent and shows the gamut of love, culminating with a fortunate union after waiting many years. Well done, and good luck in the voting.


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OOOHH Heath,
I remember when you first wrote these and how the situation has now changed since we knew we wanted to spend our lives together.
Now! You have to write some happy ones.
Love always
Hine.


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Well done!
Loved your Triolets about Love, especially the last one! Ain't Love Grand?

Maureen


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The ring of truth compels sad things to be told, relieved at last here with deferred happiness, and rightly so. It is strange how much happier the ending is after knowing grief: the power of contrast.
Very well handled. Best wishes for the contest.
Terry
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AHHH Heath,
These are bonza triolets(not that I know how to do them) I'm sure they would be different now if you wrote them because you have your lovely Hine who simply adores you, just as I know how much you care for her.
they are beaut Cuz.
Jen


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Dear Heath,
As Hugh has pointed out: Had you written these now they would all be happy ones.
I enjoyed them when I read it before and still I enjoyed reading them again.
Love A/J


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Dear Heathcote,
This "anonymity" business is ineffective and useless for those of us who sign our names to our poetry or, in the case of prewrites which are as memorable as this collection of triolets that you wrote over two years ago and which I bookmarked and have often re-read.
Written as they were before you married Hinemoa, the themes are predominantly about 'love lost' in various presentations. I think that, if you were to write today, your poem/s on love would take a much more positive turn. Why not give it a try?
Having said that, this is an admirable 'handful' which I think fits well as an entry for this contest in which I wish you best of luck.
Applause, love and regards, Hugh (R.)

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I have no idea how a triolet works or what it is but this was really beautiful
Love Mia
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I love these little explorations of love and its phases.
I've read a lot of triolets but haven't as yet attempted to write one. I'm afraid I'm not one to write in form as much as I should. But your poem here is so lovely, all of them.... a little bit of sadness there but wonderful poetry.....perhaps I'll give it a try. You have a great rooting section, you know. Hugh is especially known to me and in fact as a greeter I was the first to welcome him to allpoetry. He's a gem, and I do believe I've found another gem in you
I'm looking forward to more of your writing
Dee
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Dear Damon,
Thankyou for your kind words. I shall return the compliment nd read some of your writings.
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I loved these Heathcote, but would never attempt one of my own. My poems are never very long, but they are only poems. I usually put some rhyme in them, but so far as triolets, or haikus or anything like that I would never try. I just am not that disciplined and don't understand poetry that well. I am doing good to write at all; actually, I hated writing until a few years ago. Anyway, I think that you did a wonderful job. I will be back again.
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Dear Sally,
I am so pleased that you liked my triolets. I realize that they are about particular loves and cannot imagine that you, for example, would ever be haughty, proud or perfidious. I know too that you do not use love poorly. You are too sweet a person. Thankyou for your applause.
Sincerely, Heathcote.
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Dear Susan,
As a writer of excellent triolets yourself, I appreciate your encouragement and confess that I studied several of your examples before embarking on these, my first attempts at this form.
By the way, I have stopped eating garlic butter which Hugh assures me will improve my love-life.
Sincerely, Heathcote.
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Dear Mariza,
As a writer of very fine triolets yourself I greatly apopreciate your comment and thankyou for your applause,
Sincerely, Heathcote.
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As we start to write about love, we might get carried away
I love those, each one of them shows a different side of love.
I enjoy reading and writing triolets and here I didn't get disappointed, thanks for that!
Love and peace,
Mari
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Dear Hugh,
I just MIGHT be too!
Thanks for your comment and applause. I'm glad you liked them.
Of course the last one was inspired by A.E.Housman's poem "Bredon Hill" from his "A Shropshire Lad" that you read to me yesterday.
Sincerely, Heathcote.
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OH I like your Triolets heathcote, golly gosh, love ones...hmm, but why sad ones? you should know by now we are not all like that
much love Sally
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Heath -
You did a marvelous job - you must have been doing some reading, or are you just naturally gifted at refrained poetry?
I understand you may have one or two more tricks up your sleeve. It is good to see that you have a sense of adventure that is sometimes lacking in your cohort. He has written a couple of triolets, but has not explored them as fully as he could.
These really are very well done.
Bravo
Susan
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My Dear Heathcote,
These are beautiful and quite well written. Have you been taking lessons from Susan in Trioletting?
And the subject. Are you in love or something?
The last of these triolets has an 'appalling' sadness. (Pun intended!)
I am amazed and I applaud. Well done chum.
Regards, Hugh.
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