Rondelet: Stuck In a Hole

Rondelet

Stuck in a hole
Ear-drums bursting from crumpled sound
Stuck in a hole
Secret wire-tapping sin soul
Loss of sleep is thunder unbound
Death is a noise heart-beats confound
Stuck in a hole

(c) T. Wignesan - Paris, 2012
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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A   Avatar
December 19, 2012 at 10:14 PM
T, congratulations with your awesome win in Debbie's "Rondelets OR Simply 7 lines" contest... always~ pd
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December 19, 2012 at 11:56 PM
As I said to Debbie - see here below - I don't know what the hullaballoo is about. I'm none the wiser nor wealthier. It was just a mere five lines - with two repetitions/refrains. This doesn't mean I'm not in your debt again for the same error, and will have to remember you in my will. EGW- Wignesan
Dietrich Avatar
December 16, 2012 at 11:03 AM
Nicely done. Congratulations.
Wignesan Avatar
December 19, 2012 at 11:51 PM
There you go again, you PS beauties! Whilst I'm willing to lap up the "soup", I don't really see why. I didn't enter the contest to win. I merely responded to an invitation from Debbie. Besides, I had no idea there was a thematic handcuff on my wrists. In any case, I checked my bank account: it's in the red. No cause for celebration. Many thanks. Every good wish. Wignesan
Guzzi Avatar
December 14, 2012 at 4:13 PM
IF the theme had not been kindness or nature..this would have ranked much higher for you used the form most excellently. Congrad's on your win. Light & Love
Wignesan Avatar
December 15, 2012 at 3:28 AM
Hello Debbie! Right now, when America is mourning a gruesome tragedy, it would seem quite flippant and even insensitive to lay claim to the worth of poetical forms or genres. With all respect to your own aesthetic judgment, I don't feel this's the moment to wax poetic. For the love of Newtown children, let's call it a day. Every good wish. Maybe another day... Wignesan
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December 10, 2012 at 3:33 PM
T W, love it....pd
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December 11, 2012 at 2:12 AM
Thanks very much, and I mean it from the tréfonds de mon... I wish I had the time to rove over the site and say the same. I know it's rather mean of me, but I can't quite help it. Every good wish. Wignesan
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