Villanelle

a requiem for Emily
poet, enchantress, ghost of Emily, from heaven’s majestic heights, hear my pleas, thy lyric gift, a requiem for thee. ...
By John Cox10 months ago in Poets
When longing opens in me, it looks like the man I could never reach or be. AI-Generated.
When longing opens in me, it looks like the man I could never reach or be, A shape first born of dreams, of hunger, of imagined fire.
By Green Poet10 months ago in Poets
a requiem for Emily
poet, enchantress, ghost of Emily, from heaven’s majestic heights, hear my pleas, thy lyric gift, a requiem for thee. ...
By John Cox10 months ago in Poets
I Thought I Knew Why I Went to Fight
I enrolled to fight a war, For my country, and so you could live. I thought I knew what I was fighting for. 🪖🪖🪖🪖 I gave all I had, but they still wanted more,
By Calvin London10 months ago in Poets
Snare. Honorable Mention in Villanelle of Regret Challenge.
I’ll never forget you standing there, the last time we said goodbye, and how you left without a care. .. Your eyes, those lips, that skin so fair—
By ᔕᗩᗰ ᕼᗩᖇTY10 months ago in Poets
First Day
“First Day” She held my hand with tears in her eyes, Not wanting to let go Don’t leave me daddy, I want to go home she cried,
By Michael Bonds10 months ago in Poets
US military planning for divided Gaza with ‘green zone’ secured by international and Israeli troops
The US is planning for the long-term division of Gaza into a “green zone” under Israeli and international military control, where reconstruction would start, and a “red zone” to be left in ruins.
By AHMED KAZEKA10 months ago in Poets
The Impossible Release
It’s not as if I thought of things before I made my peace But afterthought is what consciousness brings My visions will not cease. There will be no final release.
By Stephanie Crain10 months ago in Poets
The Hollow Hour
The clock strikes midnight in my fevered brain, And still I see your shadow on the stair; Each breath I draw is tangled up in pain.
By Tim Carmichael10 months ago in Poets
“Midnight Threads”
I put my thoughts into threads that come at night. Making quiet stories that the dark can read. Each one holds a heavy feeling.
By Emily10 months ago in Poets
Dance of perfumed shadows
Feet, don’t fail me tonight, Each step a stumble, each breath a quake, Within these halls, I stand contrite. Here drifts the air, a perfumed invite;
By Markéta Vegrichtová 10 months ago in Poets
No Chance
Introduction This is a fictional situation, whatever you might read into it No Chance ⛔🚫📵🚷📵🚫⛔I Thought I'd Write A VillanelleWith This Form, I Am An ExpertThey Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔And They Don't Think My Work Will SellAnyone Else Is Far BetterI Thought I'd Write A Villanelle⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔Then They Rang Their Funeral BellSaying I Should Never BotherThey Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔I'm The One They Want to ExpelBut Know I Am Here ForeverI Thought I'd Write A Villanelle⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔Know I Do This Perfectly WellAnd Any Regret Will Be TheirsThey Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell⛔🚫🚷🚫⛔This Is The Story I Will TellI Have No Regret, It Is TheirsI Thought I'd Write A VillanelleThey Said No Chance, Now Go To Hell⛔🚫📵🚷📵🚫⛔
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 10 months ago in Poets