Villanelle

2017-02-10 — Poetry · Villanelle — Tags: villanelle, poetic form

a Villanelle, each line 5 syllables.(sure hope I can count!)


I look to her, where?


Body and mind together


Gone where, away, gone where?


She has gone, not there


Fleeting glance, forever


I look to her, where?


My dreams of her hair


Etched and then never


Gone where, away, gone where?


She lies on sand, bare


Naked, round clever


I look to her, where?


Where we might be fair


And, if I would never


I look to her, where?


But caught in her lair


Holding together


I look to her, where?


Gone where, away, gone where?

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