Villanelle: Kill not Mad Poets the Soul-Blood of Mankind
for Emmanuel MACRON
Kill not mad poets the soul-blood of mankind
Better kill gods teacher-preachers saviours
Their words stretch galactic aeons of the mind
Who kills trills of the fine feathered chirping kind
Never clapping thunder smother lonely warblers
Kill not mad poets the soul-blood of mankind
The Merle Noir maddens the Warbler Subalpine
Will not the Woodchat Strike tease Yellow Hammers
Their words stretch galactic aeons of the mind
aiOoo loie loieC screEch screEch tWine tWine
dingk dingk twingK clUt clUt aiOoo sRoothers
Kill not mad poets the soul-blood of mankind
Who but raving politicos seek to bind
Mad poets lyrical fill hungry beggars
Their words stretch galactic aeons of the mind
Who recalls greed-fed conquests all anodyne
Blissful mad morning trills drill Orphean Warblers
Kill not mad poets the soul-blood of mankind
Their words stretch galactic aeons of the mind
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2017
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