For National Poetry Month this year, I am writing poems in uncommon, unusual, or inventive poetic forms. I'm deviating a bit from that today as I join my poetry sisters in writing a poem to a vintage photograph.
I have so many great photographs of my grandparents and great grandparents, as well as photos my father took while stationed in Hawaii during the war that I had a hard time choosing. On Sunday, when we met, I selected photos, but my writing was too messy and I wasn't happy with the free verse I'd written. When I selected a form, everything fell into place. I love triolets, so that's what I went with. A triolet is an eight-line poem with a tightly rhymed structure and repeated lines. Here is the form.
line 1 - A
line 2 - B
line 3 - A
line 4 - line 1 repeated
line 5 - A
line 6 - B
line 7 - line 1 repeated
line 8 - line 2 repeated
You can read an example and learn more about this form at Poets.org.
This first photo is of my grandfather.
When I saw this, I wondered where my grandmother was. I imagine she was off in the kitchen cooking or cleaning, so this poem is about the two of them.
While Grampa Sleeps
In dreams, he finds his gentle rest
while she, through toil, must bear the day
a world where labor's lines are pressed
In dreams, he finds his gentle rest
her hands, though weary, still invest
in keeping house, the mess at bay
In dreams, he finds his gentle rest
while she, through toil, must bear the day
My second poem is written to a photograph of the art on a WWII plane. My father had an album of photographs from his time stationed in Hawaii during the war. We never knew it existed until after his death. The war was something he never discussed. The album had several pages of nose art, most sporting half-naked pin-up girls. I chose a less racy image for my poem.
A Flying Ace's Dream
On metal wings, her image stays
a pin-up dream for skies of war
she graces flights in daring ways
On metal wings, her image stays
through battles fought and skies ablaze
by his side through engine's roar
On metal wings, her image stays
a pin-up dream for skies of war
Poems ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2025. All rights reserved.
You can read the poems my Poetry Sisters have written at the links below.
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I also hope you'll come back tomorrow to see what new poetic form I've chosen. You can also read the other poems I've written this month.
To see what others are writing this month, check out Jama Rattigan's 2025 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.
Happy poetry Friday all!