Villanelle

The Glow Until it Fades
The Glow Until it Fades By L. I strike a match… So small but devastating if mishandled… And watch… As the flame finds its shape in the open air…
By Lindsey Ratcliff9 months ago in Poets
The Sun Goddess And Her Black Cat Have A Tea Party
Introduction This is an Ekphrastic Terzanelle inspired by this amazing image by Thiago Corrêa on Instagram. Click on their name for Linktree
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA9 months ago in Poets
Kintsugi 3
There is beauty in you And in me Is it seeing flaws in the beauty? Or beauty in the flaws? Does it matter? We all see beauty differently
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Always in All Ways
Always sounds grand in the moment An expression of hope To conquer every unknown valley and slope Little do we know that always means in all ways
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Welcome to Villanelle Hell
I just wanted a simple villanelle Thomas and Plath made it look so easy - no mad descent into iambic hell. ***** The refrains look simple, I couldn't tell
By John R. Godwin9 months ago in Poets
Danu
Awaken my soul I hear your call But I understand nothing Detached from The Otherworld A forgotten past Disconnected We no longer know ourselves
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
The Sounds That we Don't Hear
Come aboard the expression express For when rigid steps taken, all inhibitions thereafter may be ridden Have a seat, have a drink, be content, care less.
By J.C9 months ago in Poets
Skateboarding
Push to ride through pain all day Despite concrete feedings and bloody rewards Fever rush demands life lived this way Endless repetition provides therapeutic ends
By Sarah Campbell9 months ago in Poets
Nothing Time Can Do
Nothing Time Can Do My heart remembers you, Your presence lingers still; There’s nothing time can do. Forever is untrue,
By RIchard Follett9 months ago in Poets
Buried
Feeling no self worth A shadow of myself What have I become A beacon of pain A stained canvas for your projections A dark reflection
By Atomic Historian9 months ago in Poets
Under the Cold Shine
The things I should have said and done Are burning, tearing holes of honesty Under the cold shine of life's winter sun / Would choices be different under a gun Saving me from emotional travesty The things I should have said and done / Avoid the fate of Attila the mighty Hun Benefit from a merciful amnesty Under the cold shine of life's winter sun / From me the crowd’s eyes would not shun Would turn against fate in cambistry The things I should have said and done / Gripping the ripcord before it became a run And not suffer the stain of my tanistry Under the cold shine of life's winter sun / Could stand atop the hill as the battle is won And revel in the profane-free majesty The things I should have said and done Under the cold shine of life's winter sun
By Paul Stewart9 months ago in Poets
The Rise and Fall of Potential
With the sun, I let our potential fade I wish I’d let us shine Now I’m living in eternal shade It would’ve been nice if hope had stayed
By Hailey Marchand-Nazzaro9 months ago in Poets