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Villanelle Baptism Poems | Villanelle Poems About Baptism

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Details | Villanelle |

Clarity

Clarity
She dwells near the bubbling stream.
And she will wash her hair to smell the nature.
As the flowers flow in the sauna, where there is a silence; not to imagine a good or a bad dream.
Oh clarity, for long we have yearned.
From the chaos and trouble I abandon, for five days and many months I overlearn.
The sweet smell of lavender, for my weariness it will clean, in this stream.
I finish this visit today, because I did not plan well and hope better for the following days.
Today there is a little rain, just like last night on my electronic it had played.
And with the pumice I erode this skins that had to endure the fabrics of clingy dreams.
Clarity, as I swim and laugh at that frog comes over me.
And now many people come over to join this team.
As we laugh and play water games in the stream.
Saunas, cool stream, frozen one’s and more it is a place we must visit.
The clarity, unescorted by noise pollution; how I would miss it.
But again to the industrial site I play the synthetic sound on my phone for a nice dream.
And try to cease the pondering as I listen to six-hundred minutes of a running stream. 

Copyright © Imani Robertson | Year Posted 2016


Details | Villanelle |

Villanelle: I woke up in the middle of the morning dream

Villanelle: I woke up in the middle of the morning dream

       "Happy Birthday"  Amerika !

I woke up in the middle of the morning dream
Found my family sucked under plastic carpet slime
Too late to draw the shutters or let out a scream

My father in his rocking chair choked in pipe-dream
My children all out on the lawn playing at crime
I woke up in the middle of the morning dream

My mother in the kitchen plastered full of cream
The baby in the cradle cage covered in slime
Too late to draw the shutters or let out a scream

I plucked the iPhone floating past broken pipes steam
To call my Senator through unplugged bathtub grime
I woke up in the middle of the morning dream

Two eels came slithering out of the wall's cracked beam
And the basement coughed up miles and miles of rude rhyme
Too late to draw the shutters or let out a scream

I saw my country sinking under stale ice-cream
And the President on breaking news making mime
I woke up in the middle of the morning dream
Too late to draw the shutters or let out a scream

© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017

Copyright © T Wignesan | Year Posted 2017