Write a villanelle.

I probably won’t think much of this in the morning.. but it’s a first attempt :)

No tears have I to cry
There’s no more that can be said
And yet this smile is a lie.

I hold my chin up high
Though you may linger in my head
No tears have I to cry.

The weeks and months slope by
Slowly freeing my heart’s dread
And yet this smile is a lie.

In lost realms of ‘me’ and ‘I’
I tentatively tread
No tears have I to cry.

This is my chance to fly
My former shadow has been shed
And yet this smile is a lie.

I cannot turn back time
What blossomed once is dead;
No tears have I to cry
And yet this smile is a lie. 3 weeks ago

I really liked the villanelle form. When I wrote that one it fit the situation. I now have a list of some other things I intend to write but the words and the form aren’t right. I went back to Logophiles goal that I originally swiped and found this in her post “30 Poems in 30 Days challenge at PoeWar.com”. I’m going to look there and see if there is a better form for my ideas. Thanks Logo! 1 month ago

I just love it when I totally forget about something that I wrote and then find it. I was thinking of things that I might want to write a villanelle about and then found my post about that. There was even a list that had the things I was thinking about.

Maybe if I wait a month and think of it again then I’ll actually write one. 1 month ago

Here is a short list of impending events that may inspire me to write another villanelle. Maybe I’ll choose one or all or none of these.

• Birth of my next grandchild and the many blankets I’ve created for her in a flurry of manic sewing creativity.

• The giant leaves that are falling in my neighborhood in response to the change in the weather.

• The attempts of my small company to release a product by the end of the year. Should be writing code instead of this entry.

• Completing my math class. That will have lots of math dialect. 3 months ago

My crime was pushing over the fence,
Tall trunk orange tree was a witness, not an accomplice,
Half-century hedge felled by chainsaw today.

Stood quietly in the rain, leaves shiny like stars above,
Roots recall earthquakes, branches reach out, veins filled with rainwater,
My crime was pushing over the fence,

Fought back, broke a chainsaw, caustic sawdust made them cough,
Remember when I was your jungle, your fort? we were playmates,
Half-century hedge felled by chainsaw today.

Visitors welcomed, spiders, squirrels, hungry sparrows,
Your dog slept at my shady feet, trusted me to guard buried bones,
My crime was pushing over the fence,

Spared the indignity of topiary, I complied with yearly trims,
The fence was already dead, but I flower, ivy between my toes,
Half-century hedge felled by chainsaw today.

The crows say the world is bigger than this sideyard,
Never to see over the house, got a glimpse of the neighbors roses,
My crime was pushing over the fence,
Half-century hedge felled by chainsaw today. 7 months ago

I’m going to write a villanelle about the hedge. I just keep thinking about it. I think the lower branch looks like a little hand. Am I weird. 7 months ago