Tag: triolet poem
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11 January: A Triolet Poem
The Night Life streetlights over the leaves shining on the gum wrappers, and scurrying rats with fleas. streetlights over the leaves, hoodies, knives, and thieves, nothing in this life matters. streetlights over the leaves shining on the gum wrappers. Poem form (click link for poetic constraints): Triolet. AI Digital Art is mine and created using Midjourney’s…
It's Still Life 