we need more
kindness, more
compassion
it is fear
of others
that broke us
hugs were once
innocent
I miss touch
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
it takes time
for some plants
to bounce back
uprooted
repotted
in new soil
like caged birds
who forgot
how to fly
~kat
Today is the last day of the Tricube. I enjoyed this form very much. It challenged a fair amount. Three syllables can get tricky. As in life it’s best to keep things simple. Tomorrow we will explore another micropoetry form, the Pleiades. Have a great weekend!
Tricubes
Here are the rules of tricubes:
• Each line contains three syllables.
• Each stanza contains three lines.
• Each poem contains three stanzas.
So we’re talking cubes in mathematical terms (to the third power). No rules for rhymes, meter, etc. Just three, three, and three.