Remembrance ...almost a villanelle
Image: https://gardendownsouth.com/gardening-around-gazebo/
Don't ask me why, but I keep revisitng the villanelle form of poetry.
Maybe because it looks so accessible?
...nooooot
The refrains are usually A1 b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 A2 (taken from that linked poets.org). Lettered 1's and 2's are those repeating lines.
For some reason I keep forgetting about the rhyme scheme... I think some anti-rhyme part of my brain keeps conveniently forgetting about it.
Below I have 'Remembrance', my almost villanelle. It's a work in progress.
Remembrance
From the gazebo she calls
me, wrapped nineteen smooth;
we have loved here before.
Hair auburn and wild, she
lay claim to wood benches
from the gazebo she calls.
Path surrendering lawn green
to Pines and their needles,
we will love here again.
Pollen layered over white
paint flaking, birds flee
from the gazebo she called.
Yellow marrow breaking,
cane purchase searching-
will we love here again?Birds with orange jaws
lay claim to wood benches
from the gazebo she calls:
Have we loved here before?
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