Awash in Aching Loneliness

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Awash in aching loneliness
Without touch, painfully alone
Life lacking closeness, witch friendless
Awash in aching loneliness
Alone, no hugs, living loveless
A tactile ache deep in my bone
Awash in aching loneliness
Without touch, painfully alone

© REDCAT

I has so much fun writing a Triolet, and I got a lesson in – some fears is just a form performance anxiety from an untrained mind. Had to smile at myself.
I, who love rhymes and rhythm in my poetry should embrace meters and foots. Not flee from them. So here’s another try, this time I’m quite sure I’ve broken the iambic tetrameter, since I choose loneliness to rhyme on. But the heart wants to express this, so I didn’t argue.

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