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dVerse — Villanelle — Heaven Reborn

sansavera in bloom

Sansevieria in bloom, taken 2009

 

After getting some much-appreciated feedback, I took a look at the poem.  Here’s the first revision:

When sun shines, heaven is reborn.
Faces turn skyward, spirits leap
Warmth for living, blessings adorn

Spring’s voice sings through green colored horn
Flora! Fauna! lilies and peeps
When sun shines, heaven is reborn.

Summer waters gleam, tall grows corn
Beach combers; tassels sway in sweeps
Warmth for living, blessings adorn

Fall leaves dance, red – brown jackets worn
We, apple cheeked, rake them into heaps
When sun shines, heaven is reborn.

Jack Frost’s devils, frigid days borne
Close to wood stove as joint pain creeps
Warmth for living, blessings adorn

At last grey day’s end is bourn
Seasons’ promised turn always keeps
When sun shines, heaven is reborn.
Warmth for living, blessings adorn

 

 

Sarah is the host of dVerse today.  She introduced us to our next form on the list, villanelle.  Once we go through a series of monthly forms, some of the dVerse offerings will be published in a book.

This a very challenging form, but what enjoyment there was in pulling it together for this one.  Believe it or nay, when I got up this morning and opened the blinds to the sunshine, the first line popped into my head. I wrote it down, hoping to be able to use it.  For the ultimate inspirer of muses, I give thanks.

When the sun shines, so heaven is reborn.
Faces turn in prayer to sky; spirit leaps
Warmth for the living, its blessings adorn

Spring’s voice replies with green and colored horn
Flora! Fauna! perfumed lilies and peeps
When the sun shines, so heaven is reborn.

Summer waters glisten, tall grows the corn
Wind ripples sails; tassles sway as it sweeps
Warmth for the living, its blessings adorn

Fall leaves dance, red, yellow, brown jackets worn
Red apple cheeked, we rake them into heaps
When the sun shines, so heaven is reborn.

Jack Frost’s devils dance, frigid days are borne
Ever close to woodstove as joint pain creeps
Warmth for the living, its blessings adorn

At last we fancy grey day’s end as bourn
Seasons’ promise of turn it always keeps
When the sun shines, so heaven is reborn.
Warmth for the living, its blessings adorn

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