Five O'Clock Tea by Mary CassattFive-O'Clock Tea
She called me to her lair for tea
purring, preening, she licks her sleeve
and looks with lost brown eyes to me.
She called me to her lair for tea.
I'm sure I must, I should, just flee.
I must make plans, plans to soon leave.
She called me to her lair for tea
purring, preening, she licks her sleeve.
Copyright 2008 JO Janoski
The triolet has 8 lines in the rhyming scheme abaaabab. The first two lines (ab) and the last two lines(ab) are the same, as well as the first line and the fourth.
Reminds me of my daugher she does her nails and hair to go swimming.
ReplyDeleteVery interesting format, you did the picture well!
Glad you got my mail, and that Peepers is hanging in there!
You're welcome! I had no idea we were practically neighbors. Small world.
ReplyDeleteYes, we are practically neighbors!
ReplyDeleteNice to have a neighbor Poet, no one writes around here!