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The Villanelle Collection

The Villanelle Collection The villanelle was originally written with a pastoral theme in mind, but today this beautiful and sometimes haunting form is used to convey the thoughts and feelings on many topics while still retaining its song-like nature.Today, the villanelle is accepted to be a nineteen-line poem consisting of five tercets and a final […]

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Fire & Ice – Part 1

vIn days of old when power reigned,A king and queen had entertainedThe thought of pleasure unrestrained,Where love and friendship never waned,       With all at peace in Xanadu.Together both lived life; a charm,Together neither came to harm;No cause, nor reason for alarm,       And lived their lives as lovers true. viThen came the day the queen would […]

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Smallness

In small places, everyone knowsEach other, whether good or bad —A rumor, a story; it growsLike wild-fire, as if it hadA life of its own; to survive,To fight, to protect its good name.It breathes, others keep it alive,Chinese whispers — never the same.Remember it from childish days?Who cared, never seemed to matter —It all comes […]

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Upon a Little Hill

Upon a little hill stood I,Look out and o’er the meadows wide,Before the red sun sank belowHorizons gray that kissed the sky,And soon to sleep, in darkness hideWhilst crooning summer zephyrs blow.I see tired farmers trudging homeWith scythes on shoulders, singing songsAbout the day. Their villanelle,A merry tune, their hearts to roam;Their thanks to God […]

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Eternal Ties

Long threads of light hang low from velvet night,Soft stars are raining gently from the sky,I stretch out fingers hoping they will fly,Caressing buds of glittered pearls of white;Before they fall upon my soul, to lightThe love that grows within my deepest core,A love that lifts me to your heart and more,Entwined, our souls in […]

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Sadness

The sadness in a verse — the written line   That falters in its message. Words mean naught —To recollect the feeling (such as mine),   Regardless of the lessons we’ve been taught —   This world is left to us, between worlds caught.A remedy? There never was a cure,Perhaps we all in some way must endure   This […]

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The Journey Begins

Uncommon to these parts, he treads a pathUncertain of direction, but he leavesHis past behind to walk this hallowed groundIn search of something diff’rent. Tracks that windAnd choke his mem’ry, each an olive branchTo offer peace of mind. Perhaps they would.Yet aimlessly, he wanders through the wood —What for? To find the not yet taken […]

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Mine Filigree

Her golden tresses, crafted filigree,   So delicate, imagined, seldom seen,   For Beauty hides her face. This rarity;   Her smile, her eyes, adorn mine filigrene.Lo, am I blind! I ask, where has she been?   For chancèd moments bless this common man,   The heart is stirred! O’ my! What can it mean,   As love-struck eyes admire sweet […]

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