Fran Delaney-Barron Poet Villanelle

The Rise

It crept in with the peaceful night,
Slipping softly into troubled dreams,
Unaware of our desperate plight.

A friendly smile, the flag held tight,
Neighbors watch as we move about,
It crept in with the peaceful night.

The lines were drawn between left and right,
Hatred rose and claims put forth,
Still unaware of our desperate plight.

Choices dismantled, still we made our fight,
But crushed by force our power waned,
No longer in the peaceful night.

With cheers and chants and promises bright,
New order took hold, our dreams were dashed,
Now aware of our desperate plight.

Behind the flag we hide our fear,
Our rights forgone and tears held fast,
It crept in with the peaceful night,
Unaware of our desperate plight.

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Duke Beaufort March 29, 2024 at 9:39 AM Fran, interesting that this force crept in. It just goes to show how careful and guarded we need to be about what can happen to things important to us. BTW, thanks for commenting on one of my poems. This gives me a chance to check our some of yours and experience the joy of a different perspective.

The Situation August 17, 2023 at 6:50 PM You have a sence of country and pride. and to you BLM which is where i started witch you identifies you and where your comming from. I don't avoid it. But let the muse speaks when it must.

Beata Agustin December 11, 2022 at 6:47 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing reality in your poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.