Tag: Villanelle

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Autumn Colors: The Jollity of Gregor Greenleaf

 

The Jollity of Gregor Greenleaf

They always said I’m not a leaf,
But now I am their thief of time.
I revel in their Autumn grief.

They needled me for my belief
I served the same as them for pine.
They always said I’m not a leaf.

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Autumn Colors: The Despair of Bathilda the Brown

 

The Despair of Bathilda the Brown

Oh, the deep, dark despair of Bathilda the Brown!
Her days were numbered from the first day she sprouted.
She’ll destroy her last looks with a dreadful, damp frown.

Her ev’ry dear neighbor is painted like a clown,
She hears the laughter as her name, it is shouted.
Oh, the deep, dark despair of Bathilda the Brown!

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Autumn Colors: The Utter Confusion of Agnes the Orange

 

The Utter Confusion of Agnes the Orange

Agnes looks low upon her flat sides.
“How did I ever get to be orange?”
She is baffled by seasonal tides.

Agnes had thought she had green insides.
Now her color is warmer in tinge.
Agnes looks low upon her flat sides.

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Autumn Colors 16 SEP: The Life and Times of Leif the Red

 

The Life and Times of Leif the Red

I am Leif the Red, born at the top of a tree!
I have been here since May, ere long I shall escape.
Autumn calls with icy winds, soon I shall be free!

When I was born, I was light green with bel-esprit.
I spread and grew to be a solar-drinking cape.
I am Leif the Red, born at the top of a tree.

Recommended by Ricochet Members Created with Sketch. Autumn Colors 15 SEP: On the Tragic Fall of Maurice the Yellow

 

On the Tragic Fall of Maurice the Yellow

I’m up a tree, it seems to me.
My name’s Maurice, and life is hard.
There’s no way to fall gracefully.

In the Spring I was fancy free,
before I saw what’s in the cards.
I’m up a tree, it seems to me.

Member Post

 

By special request, today’s form is the villanelle. Its major feature is repetition, which can be used for comic effect or to enhance the seriousness of the poem, depending on the subject matter and skill of the poet. History: There have been poems called villanelles for centuries, but what those poems were has changed significantly. […]

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