Villanelle.
A 19-line poem of fixed form consisting of five tercets and a final quatrain on two rhymes, with the first and third lines of the first tercet repeated alternately as a refrain closing the succeeding stanzas and joined as the final couplet
let them soak in the silk of morning's grace,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Open your eyes and the future you'll find,
let wild smiles touch upon sorrow's dark face,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind.
Leave the terrors of the past to their kind,
watch them fade away from your heart's mild space
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Beauty's forever with smiles that don't bind,
dance on its texture of sweet scented lace,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind.
Live for life now without the pains that grind,
float on joyous air then quicken the pace,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Scatter fine thoughts and leave sadness behind,
find in this doubtful existence your place,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Poetry by chasingtheday
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Written on 2019-11-07 at 10:31
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A 19-line poem of fixed form consisting of five tercets and a final quatrain on two rhymes, with the first and third lines of the first tercet repeated alternately as a refrain closing the succeeding stanzas and joined as the final couplet
Scatter Fine Thoughts
Slip those broken dreams from your tired mind,let them soak in the silk of morning's grace,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Open your eyes and the future you'll find,
let wild smiles touch upon sorrow's dark face,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind.
Leave the terrors of the past to their kind,
watch them fade away from your heart's mild space
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Beauty's forever with smiles that don't bind,
dance on its texture of sweet scented lace,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind.
Live for life now without the pains that grind,
float on joyous air then quicken the pace,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Scatter fine thoughts and leave sadness behind,
find in this doubtful existence your place,
slip those broken dreams from your tired mind,
release all the fears into gentle wind.
Poetry by chasingtheday
Read 864 times
Editors' choiceWritten on 2019-11-07 at 10:31
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