The bait was dangled from the pole
a promise wrapped in veiled disguise
a deadline set, so too - the goal.
The bait was danged from the pole
you sold your body, heart and soul
for story riddled, full lies…
the bait left dangling from a pole,
the promise— just a veiled disguise.
© Ginny Brannan 2016
Great internal and end rhyme. Tight, sharp lines.
ReplyDeleteI like this piece for its structure, language and vibe. What IS this form, Gin?
ReplyDeleteIt's called a Triolet, Joe. Eight lines, 4 metric feet per line, rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB. The first, fourth and seventh lines are identical as are the second and last line. I sometimes modify the words, or word tense, as above in last two lines slightly different from first two (I call that "writer's choice!!") I like the tight format too. Better for someone like me that always tends to be "too wordy."
DeleteLots of fun to read - a cautionary tale.
ReplyDeletethe bait left dangling from a pole,
ReplyDeletethe promise — just a veiled disguise.
Like it when there is a lesson to be learnt, Ginny. One has to be wary of hustlers who lure with promises but with bad intentions! Great Triolet!
Hank