Category Archives: villanelle

I think I see his shadow where coats lean

The days of loss seem sharper than a knife A razor blade, a chopping up  machine They cut my heart and show me I’m no wife. Yet I am happy with my writer’s life A freedom to explore what is … Continue reading

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Or is it to manipulate she’s here?

The widow makes complaints, as if I’m God Again she says she loved her husband  dear I would love to help her if I could There are a few alternatives to plot Accept, endure, there is no answer clear The widow … Continue reading

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I hope that you won’t  use me if you bake.

My heart  is cracked like almonds are in cakes Often  they are bought already  ground I hope that noone here intends to bake. I used to see small cakes with almond flakes In the days of pence, shillings, and pounds … Continue reading

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Releasing secrets is a kind of rape

Now the high ups fight  about some tapes Princess Di spoke of her rage and grief Releasing secrets is akin to rape If we had no Brexit and some  hope The government would not be such a thief Wasting time … Continue reading

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Without your love, I’m nobody I know.

Without your love, I’m nobody I know. Our inter-self, dismembered,  broke apart Give me courage on the journey slow In good times , we may lose our self in flow To be self-conscious makes shame rule my heart Without your … Continue reading

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Claws so sharp

I wonder if this cauliflower cheese Will taste far better than its image looks In the cook book where I see dead fleas. I’ll add  some plum tomatoes and fried bees After all ,I am now my own cook I wonder … Continue reading

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