Monday, August 15, 2016

Tricube Poetry





I learned a new poetry technique called Tricube at my writers' group this weekend. Three stanzas, each with three lines, each with three syllables. Here's mine:










Big fat cat
Belly drags
On the ground.


Diet time.
No more snacks.
Just cat food.


Fear fills me.
Cat's glare hints
Revenge planned.


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