Villanelle : Lodged in our cockles Aladdin lamps hum
Lodged in our cockles Aladdin lamps hum
Always to heart stings awakened to soothe
That in lost coves and caves melodious strum
When in dark lonesome nights owl hoots knock glum
None to hear silent sobs shut in tight booth
Lodged in our cockles Aladdin lamps hum
Some bounceable dame caught in a doldrum
Each secret finger on the Djinn’s sharp tooth
That in lost coves and caves melodious strum
Some invoke the lordly prince staid and glum
And make him slave to every wish in truth
Lodged in our cockles Aladdin lamps hum
If this right to steal some solace and plum
Were this not a gift from high above a truth
That in lost coves and caves melodious strum
How right we then all the fanfare and drum
For those few well-bred and armed to the tooth
Lodged in our cockles Aladdin lamps hum
That in lost coves and caves melodious strum
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013