I'll try my hand at villanelle.
Haiku, Sonnet, Sestina, and Pantoum,
some lines work, the others not so well.
It's not as if I'm not fond of form.
So I wait, only to sit, confused, in this bare room.
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
In the background, there's music, a busy road, and the air is warm
Mindy moves around me, sweeping with a straw broom,
Some lines work, the others not so well.
Writing lines out of order is usually not my norm,
but out of this planting, perhaps, please something bloom.
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
The task is clear; the words transform
Is this for me or something I give to whom?
Some lines work, the others not so well.
So dear poet, do you hope to start a swarm,
a piece of art to ponder and to groom?
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
Some lines work, the others not so well.
March 12, 2011
Haiku, Sonnet, Sestina, and Pantoum,
some lines work, the others not so well.
It's not as if I'm not fond of form.
So I wait, only to sit, confused, in this bare room.
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
In the background, there's music, a busy road, and the air is warm
Mindy moves around me, sweeping with a straw broom,
Some lines work, the others not so well.
Writing lines out of order is usually not my norm,
but out of this planting, perhaps, please something bloom.
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
The task is clear; the words transform
Is this for me or something I give to whom?
Some lines work, the others not so well.
So dear poet, do you hope to start a swarm,
a piece of art to ponder and to groom?
I'll try my hand at villanelle.
Some lines work, the others not so well.
March 12, 2011
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