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Today's Spoken Word News Review! Is actually a villanelle about the Lyrid Meteor shower that will be in UK skies tonight!
This is Bathing in the Lyrid's Shower
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The Giver’s Disappearance I gave until the edges came undone. A scaffold built for others to ascend. My name grew faint beneath what I had done. Each morning broke with gauntlets to be run. A silent pact I never chose to bend. I gave until the edges came undone. Their needs, like tides, eclipsed my only sun. No space to trace the self I could defend. My name grew faint beneath what I had done. The mirror held a stranger I would shun. Feigned smiles without the strength to pretend. I gave until the edges came undone. They praised the strength, the grace, the constant one. But never asked what I might need to mend. My name grew faint beneath what I had done. Now duty speaks in voices not my own. A life I built but do not comprehend. I gave until the edges came undone. My name grew faint beneath what I had done.
#EdgeOfKnowing
I don't feel like I know anything at the moment, and ignorance has proven to not be as blissful as promised!
But #PoemsAbout day is here 😊
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The news pours mass genocide into my mourning coffee. Somewhere children try to hide bright, scraped-kneed and argus-eyed with nowhere safe to flee. The news pours genocide powdered buildings, bodies fried, earth baked like hard-cracked toffee somewhere children try to hide, ego never satisfied they keep serving them to Donnie. The news pours mass genocide like hydrogen peroxide propelling calamity somewhere children try to hide. Remember the crucified, seek peace for the Irani as news pours mass genocide, somewhere children try to hide.
Lunchbreak #villanelle that's been burning inside since 9am
Not sure this exactly fits the prompts listed as it emerged without using the words specifically, but so it goes. Poo-tee-weet.
#promptcombo #thethingitself #horrorprompt #sacrificial #poem #poetry #politicalpoetry #politicalpoem #resist
Text: 5.4.2026 - A Mathematic Proof For Pain What perfect signs could I use to explain this howling mass of signals, deaf and blind? I lack a mathematic proof for pain. At three a.m it rattles through my brain, that if I just tried hard enough I'd find the perfect signs I could use to explain. So I pick up my chalk and try again to scratch a trap for screams to be confined. I’ll craft a mathematic proof for pain. For all I've raked myself against this vein, somewhere in these depths, yet to be mined, lie perfect signs I could use to explain. When the calculations all are plain, they can't deny it once it's been defined. I need a mathematic proof for pain. But every time that fatal gap remains, between the universes of our minds. What perfect signs could I use to explain there is no mathematic proof for pain?
#napowrimo day 5. Written between 3 and 5 a.m., because sometimes it's like that.
I'm still not sure if I'm capable of writing a villanelle I like, but this one comes closest.
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Celebrate National #Poetry Month: read, study, write and share poetry.
¿What’s your fav form #haiku #tanka #renga #senryū, #free #verse #monoku #ghazal #sonnet #ballad #ode #elegy #prose #lyric #limerick #acrostic #epic #villanelle … ⁉️
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The villanelle layout stays a critical and compelling poetic shape—one which needs each area and emotion from its creator. Its shape demanding situations poets to make repeated strains enhance, now no longer hinder, the poem’s experience.
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The citizens of authenti-city
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Black text on white: A. A. Rubin Never Ever Walk the Leadoff Batter "Never ever walk the leadoff batter" Daddy explains as I watch my first game These are the things that really do matter. The high school playoffs, I am the catcher-To the pitcher, my dad's words I declaim, "Never ever walk the leadoff batter." About the game we always could chatter; From other issues wed often refrain. These are the things that really do matter. The Sox, cursed, never won when it mattered. Hed yell at the screen and loudly exclaim, "Never ever walk the leadoff batter!" Dad died in '03, they won the year after-Elation! It (nearly) covered the pain. These are the things that really do matter. Up in the stands, I pass on to my daughter, And to my son who bears Daddy's name, "Never, ever walk the leadoff batter." These are the things that really do matter.
In honor of #worldpoetryday, here is my #villanelle Never Ever Walk The Leadoff Batter, which was published in Spitball Magazine. With start of #spring and #baseball season on the horizon, I thought it appropriate.
Some folks see a post and fall down a rabbit hole.
I think I've gone down the plughole!
#poetry #villanelle #humor
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#unpopulated
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Believe me, I've looked.
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A new portrait of Villanelle to remind myself who she is on her own. It was really enjoyable to draw her again
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What Would Jesus Do: The Villanelle Explained
The villanelle is a effective poetic shape that excels at expressing continual questions and deep internal struggles.
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an old one but I like it and it felt suitably Angsty!!
#emoetry #lifeless #poem #expression #villanelle
I only want you to hold me tight wrapped up together in our bed we'll keep each other safe tonight make every nightmare go away alone they get viciously bad I only want you to hold me tight I promise you I'm here always though I can sometimes be misread we'll keep each other safe tonight though neither of us is quite okay it breaks my heart to see you sad I only want to hold you tight sometimes life is endlessly gray don't look back, only ahead we'll keep each other safe tonight if this was too much, I wouldn't have stayed wrapped up together in our bed I only want you to hold me tight we'll keep each other safe tonight
A wild villanelle appears!
First attempt. It was fun!
#villanelle #love #poetry #writing
Short villanelle poems are each reachable and powerful. Their strict shape and repeated strains create memorable and shifting works, whether or not with the aid of using mounted poets or beginners to poetry.
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ZÁCHRANNÁ GESTA
(vyšlo pouze časopisecky, Tvar 10/2009)
#starébásně #zapomenutébásně #poledníbásně #villanelle
The villanelle is well known for its strict shape and emotive impact, attractive each writers and readers via repetition, rhyme, and shape.
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A powerful example of the villanelle form, where repetition becomes devotion.
The refrain “Ireland, Ireland!” echoes like a vow.
What do you think repetition does here, lament, prayer, or battle cry?
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All things will pass, the rocks are here to stay -- The atoms from the perished stars compressed, They witness things that come and go away. The blossoms of the past are just their dust today. Breathe out, lean against them, rest -- All things will pass, the rocks are here to stay, The mountains that add tears to clay, They keep the weight that trickled off your chest. They witness things that come and go away, For eons, spinning inside the Milky Way, They know one single truth the best: All things will pass, the rocks are here to stay. Watching the forms appear and then decay, They know there's an end to every quest-- They witness things that come and go away. So, try, however hard you may, You will not change what they have long professed: All things will pass, the rocks are here to stay. They witness things that come and go away.
Green mountains of Durmitor with jagged rocky peaks under a blue sky with white clouds.
All things will pass, the rocks are here to stay...
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Eine Villanelle ist eine anspruchsvolle Gedichtform mit strenger Vorgabe für den Aufbau. Da bastelt man schon einmal 1 bis 2 Stunden herum.
Nähere Informationen zur Gedichtform "Villanelle":
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Schreib doch mal eine #Villanelle !
Villain I lose my balance, stumble; fall. I struggle to my knees and rise erect. I'm dizzy now, I lean against the wall. I hear my lover's siren call And fight against the urge to interject. I lose my balance, stumble; fall. Not ready yet to rise, floor-bound, I stall; My gaze fixed where the sight lines intersect. I'm dizzy now, I lean against the wall. My lover calls, we're late, now, to the ball: Get ready, dear, we need to leave direct! I lose my balance, stumble; fall. I push against the floor and start to crawl. The room is spinning fast-- I genuflect. I'm dizzy now, I lean against the wall. Oh, help me, how can I forestall This vertigo? The evening's wrecked! I lose my balance, stumble; fall. I'm dizzy now, I lean against the wall.
I've always liked #villanelle -- today I wrote one, and it came out o.k. #poeticForm
Villanelle does indeed have a meter, and this meter plays a crucial role in shaping the emotional and thematic elements of the poem.
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