Best Rondel Poems

Oh, could I be a child again.
Mommy and Daddy standing by
My hurts to kiss, my tears to dry,
When life was easy, little pain.

I sang and...

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Trois Par Huit--Tanka--Rondel

**A Love In Transition**


My mission,
this love in transition.
Started, a platonic love as friends.

It was not my intent, no more can I pretend.
These impending...

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Among the classic poets of fine rhyme -
are balladeers who weave with lines a tale,
the satirists and bards of the sublime,
and troubadours who sing a...

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Tears subside,
hushed breaths draw ebbing tide,
soft virgin sands, un-walked and damp, shine.

A delicate filigree of silvery brine
brings an interlude where grief and beauty entwine,
gently swaying...

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Step into my silence, hear my tune
drop your music into my soul
carry parts of me not my whole
absorbed Self would fail to your core attune.

To...

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Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty")
by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your eyes slay me suddenly;
their beauty I cannot sustain,
they wound me so, through my heart...

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SOLITUDE A LOVE KNOT

Rushing millipede of rain down my window pane
sadness drifts, glided uninvited ounce reef.
Unruffled even from billowing strain,
solitude steals unnoticed like a thief.

Tiptoeing...

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For Jared Pickett's Trois Par Huit.....Tanka.....Rondel Contest:

It is fall
and now I’ve tasted gall -
prefaced by a final kiss from you.

The moon, huge ball above that...

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Wasted days
Wandering through life’s maze
Trying to sort the truth from the lies

I call out, but it seems nobody hears my cries
With each futile attempt, something...

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Where steeples reach to touch the sky 
and faithful bow their heads in prayer, 
a wondrous sound fills wintry air 
as choirs sing “Angels on...

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It has the ringing echo of a bell.
The words at each line’s end must reconcile.
Oh, how I love the lovely villanelle.

Its quality is like a...

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A Rondel
For LMB's contest

*Peaches, Pineapples, and Pears*


Peaches, pineapples and pears
chilled, topped over my angel food.
This helps to sweeten my sour mood,
this, my secret...

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Sweet mother loves sitting on a bench,
the spray painted seat she only knew!
By the sea, she oft let her spirits clench 
to the lore of...

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Peace lily a potted plant
Long enerald leaves with white blooms
Simple teracota pot contains and nourishes
A sympathy gift, a daily reminder-forget me not!

I hear Wallace whisper,...

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Tapestry of Mist

But was it an illusion
through the tapestry of mist?
…an imagination's twist?
…a feathered filled delusion?

Perhaps, t’was the admission
tired of living to exist,
but was it...

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