Emile Pinet Poet Rondeau Redouble

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Rondeau Redouble Modified
Created by Constance La France...
Lines are 10 syllables except last line which is five words 
Verse 1   A1, B1, A2, B2 * These are the repeating lines
Verse 2   b, a, b, A1,
Verse 3   a ,b, a, B1,
Verse 4   b, a ,b, A2
Verse 5  a, b, a, B2,
Verse 6  b, a, b, a, x* 5 words from line 1 
Title of Rondeau is your last line of the poem.

 

I Left Behind My Fears

When I fled home, I left behind my fears,
though I knew of love, I never felt it.
For kisses didn't exist, only tears,
when I wasn't running, I was being hit.

My heart was breaking; I needed to split,
home became a prison over the years.
And if I was to survive on my wit,
when I fled home, I left behind my fears.

My youth was more confused than it appears,
yet; I valued it more than I'll admit.
Fate pierced my heart like a thousand spears,
though I knew of love, I never felt it.

All my life, I have felt like a misfit,
having never received applause or cheers.
Any semblance of love felt counterfeit, 
for kisses didn't exist, only tears.

My father was drowning his woes in beers,
he was a war vet and a hypocrite.
And hung around with hardcore volunteers,
when I wasn't running, I was being hit.

My drunken old man made me feel unfit,
anything I'd say didn't reach his ears.
So when I cried, he didn't give a sh*t ,
and when he beat me in front of my peers,
I left behind my fears.


(Rondeau Redouble Modified)


3/5/2021


Life's Struggles- any form - Updated- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France

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Phyllis Babcock March 17, 2021 at 6:12 PM Congratulations on your win. love phyl

Constance La France March 10, 2021 at 8:48 PM Emile, congratulations on your win in my Life's Struggle contest with this excellent Rondeau Redouble (Modified) poem, it is so emotional and full of pain, and I like your chosen image too, it suits your words, well done _Constance Emile Pinet March 11, 2021 at 7:11 AM Thanks Constance, I appreciate the placement and your comments my friend, Emile.

Gary Radice March 10, 2021 at 9:13 AM This is such a poignant, honest write Emile. There are those works on PS that make me smile and want to write reems about them and there others like yours that move me and leave me silent for the right reasons. I'd just like to say "You won!" Cheers - Gary Emile Pinet March 10, 2021 at 12:06 PM Thank you Gary, your words have touched my heart my friend, Emile.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 10, 2021 at 12:46 AM - Life may not always be easy, but there are certain reminders to lift your spirit along the way, Emile :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Emile Pinet March 10, 2021 at 7:13 AM Thanks Anne-Lise, I appreciate your supportive comments my friend, Emile.

Beata Agustin March 9, 2021 at 10:57 PM Thanks for sharing this reality, an experience of yours that has helped you become who you are today. Congrats... your poems are so inspiring. God bless you. Emile Pinet March 10, 2021 at 7:12 AM Thanks Beata, I appreciate your comments and constant support my friend, Emile.

Marilene Evans March 9, 2021 at 8:55 PM Emile, this is so deep and touching. I ran away many times for I did not know where I belonged. At a young age, I always wanted to be free for I belong to me. Congratulations. Emile Pinet March 10, 2021 at 7:10 AM Thanks Marilene, I appreciate your comments my friend, like you, I ran away many times, Emile.

Unseeking Seeker March 9, 2021 at 6:38 PM As it appears to be a true story ... painful indeed and yet here you are! Luminous, reflected in beautiful poetry! Congrats on your top win, Emile! Emile Pinet March 10, 2021 at 7:08 AM Thanks, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.

John Hamilton March 6, 2021 at 9:34 AM Very touching writing Emile, looks like we had the same upbringing, drunken father, abusive in every way. Mine died two months ago and the only thing I felt was relief. Glad you found your escape in life and in poetry. They say adversity breeds poetry, and yours is special, thank you! Emile Pinet March 9, 2021 at 4:34 PM Thanks John, we share a pain tethered to our past that haunts us still, if only in memory my friend, Emile.

L Milton Hankins March 5, 2021 at 8:30 PM Emile, I can relate; and I so hope this was only fiction for you. Such poignancy, such fear. This is exceptional writing. I wish you the very best in the contest! Emile Pinet March 6, 2021 at 6:37 AM Thanks L., I suppose we all have our crosses to bear, but I do so appreciate your kind words my friend, Emile. L Milton Hankins March 5, 2021 at 8:32 PM Oh my, I see that it was you from your response to Carolyn. Be sure to read my "Abusive Father." All too many of us bear the scars of this kind of upbringing. May your present and future always be bright...you deserve it!

Carolyn Devonshire March 5, 2021 at 12:57 PM Oh, Emile, this is so sad. I truly hope you are writing of another person's experience here. I'm just cheering that he got out of a loveless family situation. Truly a great entry for Constance's contest. Expect to see you in the winners' circle. Hugs, Carolyn Emile Pinet March 5, 2021 at 2:08 PM Thanks Carolyn, this unfortunately is about me, but I did get away... I appreciate your kind comments my friend, Emile.