Friday, January 30, 2026

Poetry Friday: A Trio of Tricubes

The power of three
in storytelling


The challenge for January was tricubes, a short non-rhyming form--just three stanzas of three lines each, with only three syllables per line. (Get it? 3 x 3 x 3 = a cube)  It was supposed to be a low-key entry to a new year of poetry... and surprise! it actually WAS pleasantly dreamy to write these...Liz even used the word "meditative" (which is poet speak for wild fun.) We also had a discussion about the well-documented magic of three in storytelling, and about all the ways one could approach tricubes.  If you want to write one, here are six ideas for to begin:



1) Write a story in three parts: beginning, middle and end for each of the the tricube's three stanzas

2) write a list poem, as if you were jotting three-syllable notes to yourself (or someone else) 

3) Pick a three-syllable word and write your poem as a definition of that word. 

4) Or simply use a three-syllable word as inspiration, weaving it in as a line in the final poem (or let it go after you've revised it into something better.) 

5) brainstorm a grab bag of three-syllable lines about any topic. Then play with the order of the lines, mixing and matching to make the most interesting stanzas.  Tanita likes to "intensify" the poem as she moves through the stanzas. 
 
6) Be inspired by the math itself, and play with the rich lore of numbers

 ...which is what I did, writing three tricubes, all about the number three:  


Threesomes

Valentine
math is odd:
adding one 

to two shakes
up old ties... 
classic love

triangle,
new friendship
or third wheel?

 

Caution

in Japan 
sugar cane
field warning:
 
Don’t be third
in a line
of walkers:

one: snake sees
two: snake coils
three: snake strikes.

 

Fortune
 
Bad luck sprouts
in threes, spreads
like poison

But good luck 
falls like trees:
a rich rot

thick with life
green with love
multiplied


            ---all poems, all rights reserved by Sara Lewis Holmes 


Please visit my poetry sisters to see their tricubes:

Laura

Poetry Friday is hosted today by Amy VanDerwater at the Poem Farm 

 

 

 


 

10 comments:

  1. LOL, Valentine math IS odd. One and one doesn't always equal... anything, despite what eSara says...😂

    Thanks for sharing all of your poetry options for playing with this form. I'm quite tempted to make this my April project - doing definitions or lists - because they are oddly meditative!! I definitely feel that power of three; it's such a familiar and safe pattern to my brain that I'm instantly drawn to it.

    Here's to the rich rot of a good life, much to feed the soil and the soul.♥

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  2. These poems of three this week are all so different and fascinating. Well done!

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  3. Oh, Sara -- you win the breadth award, I think. I have to say, I adore the middle one -- the snakey warning!! So good, all three of them.

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  4. First of all, Lloyd Alexander! I still have the boxed set and I think it's quite the right time for a re-read. I need a good hero story to lean into. Second of all, " "meditative" (which is poet speak for wild fun.)" gave me a delicious snort of laughter. I can totally hear your voice in that! And third of all, I agree with Liz on the breadth award. What a trio! But that last one, especially, speaks to my heart. To frame good luck as "rich rot" is brilliantly unexpectedly true -- exactly what I want from a poem. Thank you.

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  5. Thanks for all the ideas. Your poems are lovely and well-crafted. All unique.

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  6. Such a fun idea to go straight for the play on threes, and you hit the trifecta. I'm loving all these, but I think I especially love the last one and your characterization of good luck as "a rich rot/thick with life." Wow.

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  7. Great enjambment in all three tricubes! And I'm def going to be first in line of walkers in sugar cane fields!

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  8. These are so interesting, and fascinating to think about the meaning of "three" in three tricubes. I always hear my mom's voice once two bad things have happened...that there is one left. And friendship or Valentines in threes, always a question. But a snake - new to me and so interesting! Thank you. xo for the week ahead. a.

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  9. It appears that Blogger swallowed my comment Saturday, so I'm back and trying again. I love each of these for different reasons. I love the mathiness (I just made that word up!) of the first. I love the counting rhyme-ish-ness of the second and the important lesson. I love the hopefulness of the third. Lovely, all of them.

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  10. Oh "thick with life / green with love" so gorgeous!

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