Having been playing with triolets , I thought I’d post one here for World Poetry Day.
A poem from me for World Poetry Day 😊
At dusk we wander down the lane
content with silence, hand in hand.
A blackbird takes up its refrain
at dusk. We wander down the lane
for now; we need not feel the strain
of keeping words and faces bland.
At dusk we wander down the lane,
content, with hand in silent hand.