Painted Petals

A Triolet

I have often referred to myself as an “agonizer” when it comes to composition. That designation probably makes the creative process sound more miserable than it is. The work isn’t agonizing, but the time it takes me to settle on something I deem “acceptable” is agonizingly long. Over the last month, I’ve been working on the second canto of The Day Before the Horses Died. I’m happy with where it is so far, but it is unfortunately not ready to share. That said, while I had hoped to post another canto in the ongoing story of Cal and his brush with Fortune’s wiles, I hope you will accept this short triolet in its stead. (If you’re unfamiliar with triolets, I wrote more about them in this post.)

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Painting by Shealeen Louise (my wife)

Painted Petals

The painted petals in the frame
Curl and vanish into light. 
With brush and water, she first tamed
The painted petals. In the frame
Of gilded wood you set aflame,
Her strokes feigned love she'd not requite. 
The painted petals in the frame
Curl and vanish into light. 

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