The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing
Feathered arrow aimed at day’s twilight
Even sunlit clouds break up for their passing
Rivers change their garb, no more ice glassing
Over Spring’s sequestered treasures hid from sight
The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing
Gone the blankets for the bears a-sleeping
While trees begin to dress to meet the flight
Even sunlit clouds break up for their passing
Softer than a breath the air is asking
Earth to awake gently from its night
The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing
Buds lift up their faces and start laughing
Stretching toward the sky they look so slight
Even sunlit clouds break up for their passing
Don’t miss the Spring, a morning moment’s flight
The break of day ends the fast of night
The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing
Even sunlit clouds break up for their passing
dVerse prompt is the Villanelle. A poem of 19 lines. 5 tercets, 2 quatrains, and 2 refrains. It took a long time.
I feel like like I am auditing a class. I want a degree!
Geese are seasonal reminders, Mary, and I love your repeating line ‘The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing’ – the sound of geese overhead at twilight is wonderful. I also like the lines:
‘Softer than a breath the air is asking
Earth to awake gently from its night’.
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Thank you. The geese are returning now and we are beginning to thaw.
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Glad to hear it, Mary.
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Oh, that’s glorious. Worth every moment. The repetition works perfectly, each stanza could stand alone, but together they are something special. I love the theme, you capture that moment of Spring so well.
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So happy it is getting a good response! Thank you! It wasn’t easy for me.
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This has a lovely feel to it. I think it would be even better if you fiddled around with the line lengths to get them all the same. Just a thought. I’m a rhythm nut 🙂
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Thank you. I was just happy I repeated the lines in the right places. All my ducks aren’t in a row yet.
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I know the feeling 🙂
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Wow, another Spring poem. Very beautiful.
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Thank you!
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You had me at /softer than a breath the air is asking/. Your command of the form works fine. One needs not match line length or count syllables; like with the pantoum, the key is in the refrains. Spring is sprung all over the place here. I sit on my deck and babble to the blossoms.
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I specialy love this line: Don’t miss the Spring, a morning moment’s flight.
A beautiful welcome of spring season Mary. Thanks for joining in our Villanelle challenge.
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I like all of the images of the season in your villanelle. Your effort has created something beautiful.
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Thank you! I appreciate the encouragement.
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I love the sense you have of spring… so many things to love in this
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I love villanelle at any time any you have done the form proud.
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Thank you so much!
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When I came to this part of the villanelle, I smiled, these words just spoke to me.
Softer than a breath the air is asking
Earth to awake gently from its night
The sky sings of flocks of geese amassing
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