In Silence I Stand

Based on a 19th Century Painting

In silence I stand, your unkindness to hear,
barbs that tear deep into my soul -
so heartless and cruel they ne'er bring a tear.

You preach that my love was never sincere
and fall prey to the evil bent lies that you're told.
In silence I stand, your unkindness to hear.

So long since love and trust held me near,
replaced with words that belittle and scold,
so heartless and cruel they ne'er bring a tear.

You call all my love and my words insincere.
Here, all alone, I feel helpless and cold,
in silence I stand, your unkindness to hear.

I stand and wring my hands and I fear
that the warmth in your heart to the Devil's been sold -
so heartless and cruel they ne'er bring a tear.

Of my life I've given the best of my years,
in your eyes I prayed I'd never grow old.
In silence I stand, your unkindness to hear,
so heartless and cruel they ne'er bring a tear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rodrigues Avatar
March 13, 2018 at 12:30 PM
A beautiful villanelle! Sadness tears through it. No doubt you did the tale of the painting justice!
Cornish Avatar
March 13, 2018 at 12:41 PM
Thanks so much Kim
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