
Yesterday I had the urge to work with set form poetry and so rediscovered the joy of writing a Villanelle poem. I love the repetition and musicality of this style of poetry and it is always satisfying to complete a poem of this nature!
2020 Villanelle
The skies cry out in deep release
This is a time for purging
So shall the pain of old wounds cease
Awareness now starts to increase
I feel the cosmos urging
The skies cry out in deep release
It’s hard to tame such a wild beast
Yet wisdom is emerging
So shall the pain of old wounds cease
The sages, mystics and the priests
All sense intense soul surging
The skies cry out in deep release
From North to South, from West to East
New consciousness is merging
So shall the pain of old wounds cease
Light up with Little Acts of Peace
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