Lost Love - A VillanelleA Poem by ettorneyThis is a 19 line poem with a specific rhyming scheme aba aba aba aba aba abaa.The 1st & 3rd lines in the 1st stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem & appear in the last 2 lines.My love is gone I cannot think. Split in two, my heart’s been cleft, now I’m standing on the brink. She was gone as quick as a blink My pain mute testimony to her theft. My love is gone I cannot think. The sweet honey that lover’s drink turned foul and feted; I am bereft! Now I’m standing on the brink. Her eyes so bright her lips so pink, A wit so quick a mind so deft, my love is gone I cannot think. I tried to put the pen to ink thoughts weighed down to hard to heft, now I’m standing on the brink. There’s nothing of my heart to shrink A blackened hole is all that’s left My love is gone I cannot think now I’m standing the brink. © 2010 ettorneyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorettorneyChicago, ILAboutI love to write. I love the process of writing. I’ve been gone from writing for a decade! Time to get back on the horse, don’t ya think? Although not perfect myself, I hate bad gra.. more..Writing
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