It was a moment that went unnoticed,
I thought that I was just living;
inside, thoughts were being processed,
imagining that I could be forgiving;
Time became a great pretender,
to forget was an impossible aim;
teaching me that this offender
tried their best to hide their shame;
I tumbled on in a desperate air,
into the future, I was falling;
ideas left me in a difficult care,
insistent on a decisive calling;
So it was that I became
stuck along with my liberation;
someone new, yet still the same,
struggling towards my transformation.
A Trolaan shared with dVerse on the theme of crisis.
Trolaan, created by Valerie Peterson Brown, is a poem consisting of 4 quatrains. Each quatrain begins with the same letter. The rhyme scheme is abab for each quatrain.
Starting with the second stanza, you use the second letter of the first line of the first stanza to write, each line beginning with that letter.
In the third stanza, you will use the second letter on the first line of the second stanza and write, each line beginning with that letter.
In the fourth stanza, you will use the second letter on the first line of the third stanza and write, each line beginning with that letter.

Very well written.
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Thank you 🙏
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“struggling towards my transformation.”
the dynamics of this life
Nice one
much♡love
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Thanks so much 🙏
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Love the transformation towards the end. Love the trolaan poem. Have a good weekend.
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Thanks Grace 🙏
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this one was so lovely! i’m in awe of how others have been tackling this (difficult for me) format. kudos!
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Thanks Ren. 🙏 This one did take a bit more time than usual for me.
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Beautiful poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you Yvette 🙏
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Well done, Shaun.
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Thanks Punam 🙏
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