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Call For Submissions #5 - Villanelle
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Call For Submissions #5 - Villanelle
Call For Submissions for our sister-site Poetry-Defined.com. The form VILLANELLE is a really nice French form with Latin/Italian roots. It's a challenging form - but a form that melds together beautifully when composed to standard format. So the challenge is on for the villanelle form! The call for Villanelle closes July 16, 2007. Please refer to the NEW Poetic Type Published Rules & Guidelines for more info on the rules and guidelines for submitting poetry.
Below is the webpage your Villanelle poem will be associated with if and when chosen for inclusion. Please refer to the description and definitive example below for more information about the form VILLANELLE. The next call will be announced Monday June 25, 2007.
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Biography: I love living in the country. I get many inspirations there. I'm a 53 years old. Happily married, 19 years. Published poet. and I am Wiccan.
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Weightless In The Wind
Floating skyward without care,
Waving weightless in the wind,
Breathless wonders fill the air.
Journey onward who knows where,
Slowly, shyly, touch and blend,
Floating skyward without care.
Rain reveals dirt spores with flare,
Leaping dust flies in the wind,
Breathless wonders fill the air.
Fresh, the scents of beauty rare,
Wakes the senses like a trend,
Floating skyward without care.
Nature's way for her to share.
Warming touches like a friend,
Breathless wonders fill the air.
Smallest specks of dust so fair,
Waving weightless in the wind.
Floating skyward without care,
Breathless wonders fill the air.
Father I ask, "Should such a passion be rumored as a sin?"
"Should I emancipate my habit only from dusk till dark?"
angry eyes smile from Sisters' jealous half grin
To say your wife must not ever know where you've been
when you've enthralled and tasted my most decadent parts
Father I ask, "Should such a passion be rumored as a sin?"
From confession booth to California King rationings
to stolen kisses in the park, to mattresses shaped like hearts
angry eyes smile from Sisters' jealous half grin
"How could your wife not smell the carnal lust on your skin?"
an encore we just finished, that she wants to start
Father I ask, "Should such a passion be rumored as a sin?"
"How much longer can we pretend to be (kissing kin)?"
"Do we not make symphonies reminiscent of the finest Mozart?"
angry eyes smile from Sisters' jealous half grin
Father, for I have sinned, and will conceal this love within
the scent of God should be enough to keep us apart
Father I ask, "Should such a passion be rumored as a sin?"
angry eyes smile from Sisters' jealous half grin
Last edited by PaintedDiary; 07-02-2007 at 09:25 AM.
Reason: edited "offense" disclaimer out for posterity...
I loved her truly well,
set by sad times to her she was just killing time,
Our love became distant and fell,
My lips and face turned pale,
my skin had the painted face of a mime,
I loved her truly well,
she thinks all men have something to sell,
I sold her my lips and cries, would've been my eyes but I was rightfuilly blind,
Our love became distant and fell,
I can't stand to live under a veil,
I sat there just fine as if you were still mine,
I loved her truly well,
my eyes were dripping cries ending well,
soon the tears will gather and suffocate like vines,
Our love became distant and fell
know that in love I'd dwell,
everyday so don't say I wasn't kind,
I loved her truly well,
Our love became distant and fell