Pendragon
09-11-2006, 10:42 AM
The Villanelle is a French poetry form that depends on the strength of line 1 and 3 of the first stanza, as they must repeat in a set pattern through the 19-line poem. I post one of mine here, and ask for feedback. It was never published, although the villanelle is a form that has been kind to me. The byline became my first mask, as it hid things like gender, race, and so on. Later, I would use other pseudonyms. Be honest in your criticism, believe me, I have been taken to the cleaners by expert editors!
Pen
MEMORIES #2
I guess there’s something to be said,
to be written down, and often related;
about a family cold and dead;
each line to be listened to with fear and dread,
with sorrow as each syllable is repeated.
I guess there’s something to be said,
yet, who would believe the words they read,
about abuse, dreams destroyed, hopes deleted?
About a family cold and dead
who had their chance, but chose instead
to drift apart, to live incompletely?
I guess there’s something to be said—
and say them I have, and will until I’m dead!
And in that respite when life is completed,
will I think about a family, cold and dead?
No one would ever believe. Why should they? It’s sad.
So I just go on trying to straighten out me.
I guess there’s something to be said
about a family cold and dead…
DL Harris
© 5/6/97
Pen
MEMORIES #2
I guess there’s something to be said,
to be written down, and often related;
about a family cold and dead;
each line to be listened to with fear and dread,
with sorrow as each syllable is repeated.
I guess there’s something to be said,
yet, who would believe the words they read,
about abuse, dreams destroyed, hopes deleted?
About a family cold and dead
who had their chance, but chose instead
to drift apart, to live incompletely?
I guess there’s something to be said—
and say them I have, and will until I’m dead!
And in that respite when life is completed,
will I think about a family, cold and dead?
No one would ever believe. Why should they? It’s sad.
So I just go on trying to straighten out me.
I guess there’s something to be said
about a family cold and dead…
DL Harris
© 5/6/97