Tricubes: Poetic Forms

Two poetic forms in the same month! It’s been a while since we’ve done that. Though with today’s form, it’s a shame we aren’t doing three.

Unlike interlocking rubaiyat, the tricube is a newer form and relatively unknown. Plus, it’s fun and easy to learn. This mathematical poem was introduced by Phillip Larrea.

Here are the rules of tricubes:

  • Each line contains three syllables.
  • Each stanza contains three lines.
  • Each poem contains three stanzas.

So we’re talking cubes in mathematical terms (to the third power). No rules for rhymes, meter, etc. Just three, three, and three.

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Here’s my attempt at a tricube:

resist

i avoid
dead end streets
like the plague

because i
don’t enjoy
backtracking

but the plague
is a street
with no end

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Robert Lee Brewer is Senior Content Editor of the Writer’s Digest Writing Community and author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53). Follow him on Twitter @RobertLeeBrewer.

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25 thoughts on “Tricubes: Poetic Forms

  1. Karen

    My crown bears
    the deep thorns
    of regret.

    Memories
    burn dark holes
    in my mind

    where no one
    treads lightly
    or remains.

    ———————-
    The music
    resonates
    in my chest

    a boom box
    of the soul,
    my muse, as

    the voices
    of artists
    speak to me.

    ———————-
    I love you
    a sparkler,
    a fun mess

    of laughter
    and lyrics
    that tell us

    how true love
    is not true
    without burns.

  2. Kimpossible3k

    Plastic memories

    Legos hurt
    the body most
    when walked on

    As you yell,
    “pick them up!”
    the son stares

    “Sit mommy”
    down you go
    love’s imprint

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