Ken Rone Poet Villanelle

Santa Ana Reclaimed

Wildfires of fall bring us whirlwinds of flame.
Black-scape throughout, life’s survival or death?
Spring blooms of dogwood. Renewal sustained.

Santana stampedes, she’s wicked, untamed,
through canyons of ages. We hold our breath.
Wildfires of fall bring us whirlwinds of flame.

Now Dante’s hellhound of Hades renamed!
Desiccation abounds where there were fresh
spring blooms of dogwood. Renewal sustained.

What brought this on us, is someone to blame?
Nature or mishap?  A crazed soul's arrest?
Wildfires of fall bring us whirlwinds of flame.

Now charred, disfigured but memory maintains
the clear hills of May, June sparrows, content.
Spring blooms of dogwood, renewal sustained.

Flora in peril, all creatures the same!
Twixt ashes or mudslides?  These losses attest!
Wildfires of fall bring us whirlwinds of flame.
Spring blooms of dogwood, renewal sustained.

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Robert Gorelick December 29, 2021 at 10:31 AM Like our Santa Ana Winds from the south, a cycle so treacherous, hoping this isn't a personal account. Ken Rone December 30, 2021 at 1:36 PM It seems this risk is ever growing. Yes, I was spared. The misery endured by so many others is tragic and is soon to be repeated in regions unknown.

Evelyn Judy Buehler May 20, 2021 at 3:49 PM The tragedy of fall devastation and the hope that comes with spring regowth are highlighted in this imagery rich villanelle. Well crafted! :) Ken Rone May 20, 2021 at 4:47 PM Thanks for coming in today Evelyn and congrats on your POTD.