Happy Villanelle Poems

It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
It might be Putin, or it might be not
How many Putins are there anyway?

That's not his chin. It...

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I am no longer in my youth, it has flown the coop,
my bones, and joints won’t listen to my commands.
I spend most of my days...

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“Oh that ship has sailed..”
Shaking his head, following her voice as it trailed
He smiles to himself, ’give it time’, he knew, rays of Joy crack...

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No day have I ever work with the clock,
Come sun; come moon to running time's relay...
There- my upright stand rests on solid rock.

While sun shines;...

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After all, life is but a twisted tale,
Of trying blue; to weigh us, if model.
To find happy rest in all we travail...

Winnings, everyone continually tail,
Unleash...

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Every birth drives through deep uneasiness,
Yet laughter cools pain of childbirth so gay.
There is no pattern to true happiness!

How smiles celebrate the womb's emptiness,
Simplify the...

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The melancholy way she twists her tresses.
Brilliantly, seductively blond; forever mad.
The pallor of her face, her wail expresses.

Off and on her rocker, the specter confesses,
But...

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Sunny days are past gone,
Bright and clear I'd love to see,
My happy days are worn.

Much I'd want to be done,
Nothing outdoor excites me,
Sunny days are...

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I think of summertime as an old friend,
for it’s when school let out and I could play!
Just like a young girl, still I hate its...

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Villanelle   L Milton Hankins         Aug 18th, 2022
A Corner Booth and Eggs Benedict

The mood needs to...

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*Image of God Smiles by Pixabay.

The Table is Yours

I glide between spoons filled with surprises,
determined to make the best of my fill,
in this manner, I...

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Sweet dreams of youth sweet dreams of youth; sweet dreams are sweet with
    melons and dew from the morning mist to give...

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Brightly shines the light of wisdom in poetry
The collective thoughts of thinkers abound,
To bring new understanding and empathy.

The phrases need not be erudite or fancy,
With...

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History is a loudmouth dunghill hen,
Who so hid hind it were left to cavil,
He who loves here and now’s a happy man.  

Past, a...

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Disappointment comes in shades of blue and gray
Delivered with a large dose of dashing hope,
My mind vacillates between sadness and dismay.

‘Tis time to put on...

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