"A Space Between" (a Villanelle)

Villanelle

Against a tall black fence, I lean,
Standing under a gull’s cry,
Peering through a space between.

The Harbor offers much to glean,
And that’s precisely why
Against a tall black fence, I lean.

Under foot are tufts of green.
They battled brick just to try
Peering through a space between.

It is lovely and serene,
Water within reach, but sigh,
Against a tall black fence, I lean.

I press against the metal screen,
Hoping for more to spy,
Peering through a space between.

And I am part of this Harbor scene,
Viewed by all those passing by--
Against a tall black fence, I lean,
Peering through a space between.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the description and the thoughts in the poem.
"And I am part of this Harbor scene,
Viewed by all those passing by--
Against a tall black fence, I lean,
Peering through a space between."
Good to become part of the places we live and play. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[mlundstedt]

Thanks you!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[gorillarock]

Very clever! Your use of repetition was not dry, it was stimulating :) I had to read this twice, not because i was confused, but because i couldnt wait to take the adventure again.

[mlundstedt]

Thank you very much :)
The villanelle is one of my favorite forms. It's described as "dancing" and I get that.

[gorillarock]

"Villanelle", I've learned something new today :D