my first working villanelle


Villanelle

The music floats soft on a breeze far away

I discern in the distance a soaring horn call

A melody stirs in my heart and I play



When the first song was written, how fair was the day

How lovely the notes when man first heard them fall

Floating so soft on a breeze far away



The song I must follow; please, PLEASE let it stay

It makes me completely, it gives me my all

As the melody stirs in my heart and I play



I try to stay true, yet often I stray

The song pulls me back, It won't let me stall

An oddly firm grip, for a breeze far away



When Winter is deep and the world too long grey

When the air- frozen solid- slows time to a crawl

A melody stirs in my heart and I play



When I come to the end of my life I will pray

For the music to blanket my soul like a shawl

As I feel the caress of the breeze far away

The music will stir; once more I will play





Poetry by Kaede
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Written on 2008-11-07 at 04:34

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Sun.Moon.Stars.Rain
absolutely lovely. villanelle=best rhyming metered form ever.
2008-11-09