Ink Empress Poet Villanelle

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When soul mirrors mourning moonrise,
rose silk ink bleeds fluent fine art,
while the goddess of thunder sighs.

Forsaken flowers face grey skies,
to illuminate kohl glass heart,
when soul mirrors mourning moonrise.

Shadows swirl amidst cosmic ties,
searching for stars from miles apart,
while the goddess of thunder sighs.

Dreams glow like neon gold fireflies,
yearning for songs that never depart, 
when soul mirrors mourning moonrise. 

Some rhymes are stained in scarlet dyes,
to thaw the pain on a night's dart,
while the goddess of thunder sighs.

I paint sunsets with cold desires, 
find crystal clear cues to restart, 
when soul mirrors mourning moonrise,
while the goddess of thunder sighs.

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Lisa Ricci January 26, 2024 at 3:15 AM We are ready Empress. Good Morning. I continue to be in awe of your skilled poetic pen that is blessed upon you. I consider this entry to be in vintage fashion and poetry in the truest sense being all dressed up and unveiled to readers. My goodness Empress all elements are attached. Yes, we are ready with grand imagery within the mind and up close in person. May your golden pen be with you always. It was a privilege to start the morning this way. Blessings Peace and Light. (smile)

Silent One January 15, 2024 at 2:15 PM Congratulations on your placement in the contest dear.. Ink Empress January 15, 2024 at 5:42 PM Thanks dear lol

Shadow Hamilton January 12, 2024 at 9:09 AM well done on placing in my contest Ink Hugs Shadow Ink Empress January 15, 2024 at 5:41 PM Dear shadow, my comment means i feel that i am not so good at villanelles, and i always mention silent one in comments if he encouraged me to write, has nothing to do with your friendship with him. And i noticed you are a fair judge, and i am aware of your eyesight, which is why i expressed my heartfelt gratitude, and also sincere thanks for placing me in your contest. Shadow Hamilton January 13, 2024 at 5:54 AM lets get this right your poem got placed simply be cause it was good enough J judge blind because that way I am judging fairly and not just to friends a newbie is as likely to win top spot as any one just write a good Ink Empress January 12, 2024 at 10:38 PM Dear shadow im not so good with villanelles but silent one encouraged me to do this. And im so grateful that you placed my poem too. Thank you so very much truly

Terry Miller January 12, 2024 at 7:57 AM Outstanding a beautiful villanelle.

Paige Hind December 27, 2023 at 6:50 PM A beautiful piece of art!!! A soul that is powerful as thunder... <3

Christina Bowring December 23, 2023 at 12:57 PM Dear Inky, how wonderful to see you in Villanelle form and as always, dear one, what a master class. You are just as breathtaking in rhyme as free verse. Your two refrain lines are powerful and exquisite and carries the rest of the poem beautifully. I agree completely with Valsa- your imagery is a kaleidoscope of colour, shapes, reflected images that not every human eye can see. You paint on a blank canvas and create masterpieces. In awe as always dear Inky. Christina Bowring December 23, 2023 at 12:59 PM I’m sure this will be very highly placed in the contest. You deserve it. Thank you for being here and sharing your immense talent and graceful ways. Love and hugs to you xx

Valsa George December 22, 2023 at 1:18 AM How I wish I could write at least one poem as you and some others write. I am eternally tied to the conventional imageries. In my aged retina only the ordinary scenes fall and i don't know how to clothe them in captivating images. "Some rhymes are stained in scarlet dyes, to thaw the pain on a night's dart,"How powerfully you transmit your mind's pain in gripping metaphor. For me villanelle is a tough form. But you have handled it with great expertise. Loved this beautiful symphony of emotions. All the Best dear Empress.

Vijay Pandit December 21, 2023 at 12:40 PM Repeating lines blend in and flow seamlessly, Ink. Wonderful images as always. A winning poem for sure!

Sotto Poet December 21, 2023 at 10:44 AM Dear Ink, your poem is a work of artistic expression that adeptly captures the profundity of emotions while intricately interlacing them with elegance and aesthetic appeal. Your utilization of the Villanelle form evokes a harmoniergic symphony of words, establishing an evocative ambiance of emotion that transpires amidst the nocturnal illumination. BOL with the contest

Hilda Greenhough December 21, 2023 at 10:44 AM A beautiful villanelle. It flows like water that is accompanied by a tribal drumbeat. I love the sounds of this poem.

Lioness Onpaper December 21, 2023 at 9:45 AM rose silk ink bleeds fluent fine art,.. mmm I love the rose ink bleeding a whole piece of fine art!!! goddess of thunder sighs... yearning for songs that never depart, ooo the heaviness … Some rhymes are stained in scarlet dyes,to thaw the pain on a night's dart,mmmm .. gorgeous! I paint sunsets with cold desires, find crystal clear cues to restart,.. absolutely marvelous!! How every line flows with each other sooo effortlessly.. n the emotions just glides on like a master skater on ice!! Enchanting

Silent One December 21, 2023 at 8:06 AM Oh Gosh Hey Inky you did really well with this Villanelle.. a melodic dance of words, weaving a vivid sentiment of emotions under the canvas of a moonlit night. The repetition of the line "when soul mirrors mourning moonrise" creates a haunting refrain, echoing the deep introspection and melancholic but mysterious imagery... The use of language, such as "rose silk ink bleeds fluent fine art" and "Forsaken flowers face grey skies," paints a poignant poetic picture of loss and yearning.. Silent One December 21, 2023 at 8:07 AM The goddess of thunder becomes a symbolic presence, her sighs resonating through the verses, adding a layer of cosmic sorrow to the narrative... Overall, this poem beautifully captures the complexities of emotions, blending celestial and earthly elements to create a poignant and evocative piece... So amazing!

The Aura Rhymes December 21, 2023 at 8:06 AM Like neon gold fireflies wow ! Amazing write .

Paul Murray December 21, 2023 at 7:53 AM Beautifully written Thank you

Hiya Sharma December 21, 2023 at 7:53 AM Woww there's so much beauty and depth in this poem, my dear Ink. You've perfectly crafted an evocative tale here, which shimmers with some poignant emotions yet flowing in the elegance of poetic richness. I love the adjectives and alliteration that you've used here! "When soul mirrors mourning moonrise" When melancholy drapes our hopeful horizons, our hearts bleed ink which carves a tapestry to express it's wishes and desires, longing for healing amidst the poisoned zephyr of grief.I really like Hiya Sharma December 21, 2023 at 7:55 AM "rose silk ink bleeds fluent fine art" and also the wonderful refrain of "while the goddess of thunder sighs" That creates such an impactful ambience for the reader ~ quite vulnerable in its essence.. "I paint sunsets with cold desires" Ahh, that's amazing! Also, the flow of this villanelle is just impeccable.. Best of luck to you for the contest :)