Do
every
single thing
as to the Lord,
always giving thanks
for life and breath and bread,
for He suffered in your stead.
From dawn, until the day is done,
though the darkness comes, remember, son:
"Do every single thing as to the Lord."
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a Dectina Refrain: 10 lines, increasing from 1..10 syllables,
with the last line a quote repeating the first 4.
(no rhyming is required)
For one's time to be taken for granted,
theories will arise.
Within them,
confusion is awaken.
As for the truth being taken from the stretch of ones speculation,
then leaving a dent in his or her concentration,
pausing the breakage soon expected in his or her mind.
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Villanelle : If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
Seize the best missed chances men let drop through self-righteous pique
Make learning processes Life's axiom out of lack
Naïve unheeding men bear treacherous women on back
Women who trick playing on heartstrings sympathetique
If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
Make Alexander believe Zeus his father, alack !
Exiled jealous usurp Philip's throne through palace intrigue
Make learning processes Life's axiom out of lack
Whisper in proud Macbeth's ear words megalomaniac
Sink the Highland Kingdom down black witches' brew in guts sick
If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
Men who out of pity for the fairer sex their minds wreck
Their mothers' milk still uncurdled in their mouths saveur unique
Make learning processes Life's axiom out of lack
How many the missed opportunities lie crushed on tarmac
Roads traversed in parallel lives might not they criss-cross psychic
If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
Make learning processes Life's axiom out of lack
© T. Wignesan - Paris, November 5th., 2018
Villanelle: If only the World were such as to be just – 1
If only the World were such as to be just
Then all girls would be born all all beautiful
And men would be the lame laid sex without lust
If only the girls were all all free as dust
And men could pick and choose and ditch them sackful
If only the World were such as to be just
If only in test-tubes girls their eggs entrust
Then men would much work find their clawing hands full
Would then men be the lame laid sex without lust
If only lifelong hour-glass shape girls love must
Through whirls twists and twirls be not at all bashful
If only the World were such as to be just
If only the girls in their joints did not rust
While men could lay themselves down just wonderful
Would then men be the lame laid sex without lust
Would men then cheat on spouses neglect thwart trust
And at every swaying dame steal an eyeful
If only the World were such as to be just
Would men then be the lame laid sex without lust
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015
As to being a spouse,
it's for good, I suppose.
Volodymyr Knyr
2014
Do you believe in being alone
Well I don't
Not since the day I was taken to the hospital for "safe recuperation"
The very place that gave me a philosophical concentration
Now It's a clear day of sunshine skies
I am no longer blind
I have butterflies lifting me to flight
I've regained my will and might
Though my mind subconsciously wanders to paranoid contemplation
The thought of harm done to my treasures from strangers or even a friend
It's because I'm trying to protect
Those whom I love with no regret
She and he and they
The people I'd never betray
I refuse surrender to the shadows that my mind was once kept
I can't disappoint the people that changed me into
a lion from a mouse
She's my fire that burns from within
Finally I can start anew and begin
To pick myself back up from these gutters
Thanks to those butterflies that flutter
I'm her knight and shining armor
I'll never let anyone touch her let alone harm her
That's how I keep pushing myself
It's because I have someone else
To love and to hold
That gives me the strength to always be bold
As pure as flying dove
I've got true love
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