Geoffrey Brewer Poet Villanelle

Freeborn

FREEBORN

Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out
Unbounded exultation to survive
Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout

‘I am still here, a presence, had you doubt?’ 
Through dark cold months to cling on then revive
Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out

Each chant communicates to those about 
Imperative intent: continued strive
Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout

No gentle air to sooth a fractious pout
But gesture to persist and so to thrive
Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out

 As sun ascends to reassure all doubt
 Lives then with procreation will contrive
Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout

The cyclic shape of life yet comes about
With each repeat we greet all creatures live
Now ‘cross the fields and woods bird songs ring out
Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout

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Beata Agustin June 7, 2025 at 3:58 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Quoth Theraven June 10, 2023 at 9:07 PM Geoffrey, "Their voices each a freeborn joyous shout" A grand finale leading to new beginnings from one who called me friend. Touched so many with your keen wit and good humored ways. I'll miss the ones you meant to do, and I'll miss you. Excerpt from "The Lost Commandments" - "Thou shalt check your post and messages ~~ Your e-mails even junk ~~ There could be one that takes presages ~~ No matter what you thunk". Godspeed Geoffrey. -Richard

Constance La France May 30, 2023 at 2:02 PM Geoffrey, you left us a beautiful poem before flying above , rest in peace dear poet !

Connie Marcum Wong May 24, 2022 at 7:36 PM You leave us with a last swan song that brilliantly expresses what a poetic talent you were dear Geoffrey. I am so thankful I can continue to visit your pages. My favorites of your poems were “Omens and Sonnet Pathetique“. And now this treasure. You will be greatly missed. Blessings and Aloha, Connie xxoo

Andrea Dietrich May 20, 2022 at 4:08 PM A month has passed since I last visited you, Geoffrey, and now I know why you have not been here recently. You have gone to your rest. God bless you. I never knew you too well, but I appreciate the intelligence you showed in your writing.

Joseph P. DiMino May 13, 2022 at 9:41 AM "The cyclic shape of life yet comes about With each repeat we greet all creatures live"-- beautiful poetry, Geoffrey; masterfully composed! Enjoyed very much.

Gary Radice May 9, 2022 at 12:34 AM Your villanelle is superb Geoffrey. I've yet to attempt this form but yours reads beautifully. ..and what a great title! Great work. Cheers - Gary

Andrea Dietrich April 16, 2022 at 10:07 AM Geoffrey, the alternating lines that come together at the end go very nicely together to express your beautiful meaning here. Good luck in the villanelle contest. Geoffrey Brewer April 17, 2022 at 5:21 PM Many thanks, Andrea. I have actually submitted a different villanelle in the current contest. This one was just based on an idea.

L Milton Hankins April 15, 2022 at 7:32 PM I like this a lot, Geoffrey. I'm a big fan of the villanelle and write lots of them myself. This is the first work of yours I have read, and I am impressed. Geoffrey Brewer April 17, 2022 at 5:18 PM I am very glad you like it, Milton. Thanks for your kind response.