[spoiler]Hey everyone. Ok I’m back, for the first time on here with a poem. I’ve decided to try a villanelle, as I’ve just been introduced to it. Shall we begin? Thanks to @PenguinAttack and @Aley for their help in the chatroom! (Loads! I’m a slow poke, so my first draft wasn’t good, and was of a different subject!) What follows is as far from a villanelle as possible, besides the aba aba aba aba aba abaa format. I have omitted line-end punctuation. It’s not of the best, but I’m proud of this one! First poem in awhile! [/spoiler]
Bursting out like a ray of light
Into this world a child is born
Its arms flailing proof of might
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Growing, reaching for skylight
Their parents careworn
Smiling down with warm rays of light
,
Thinking themselves mature, they fight
All warnings they scorn
Desperate to prove their might
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Aging, finding someone right
Marriage vows are sworn
Into their lives comes a hope of light
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Rushing to the light
At the end, grey hairs forewarn
Ebbs away does their might
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Wrinkling of skin, no more tight
Their faces with sorrow worn
From whose eyes, run, has the light
To regain it beyond death we might
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