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            <div><h3>When I saw you last, Rose, You were only so high; - How fast the time goes! Like a bud ere it blows, You just peeped at…</h3></div>
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    </div><p id="e961">If you enjoyed this feeble attempt, check out Holly’s. She links us to a good reference, too</p><div id="7cb9" class="link-block">
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    </div><p id="3c04">We both wrote abecedarian poems a few days ago:</p><div id="d8d3" class="link-block">
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    </div><p id="3d9e">If you are game to try an Abecedarian, by all means do and tag me. Tag me if you do a Villanelle, too. I’d love to see what you come up with.</p><p id="e4c0">If you’d like to try some flash fiction (really short, short stories), take a look at these:</p><div id="85f0" class="link-block">
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To Villanelle or Not

The Gauntlet Thrown, I Can’t Resist

Photo by Jessy Paston on Unsplash

Holly Jahangiri… The gauntlet is taken up!

Friday morning and the stars still out. The birds yet singing to greet the dawn I wake to clear skies and clouds of doubt.

With sleep in eyes I roll about. Owl hoots in a tree above the lawn. Friday morning and the stars still out.

I fill a glass from out the spout. Tis early as I scratch and yawn. I wake to clear skies and clouds of doubt.

Can I today this villanelle sprout? I to my leader’s form am drawn. Friday morning and the stars still out.

I compare my work: I’m such a lout I’m still not sure what I do spawn. I wake to clear skies and clouds of doubt.

So on I write, stopping now to pout I do press on as the day does dawn. Friday morning and the stars still out. I wake to clear skies and clouds of doubt.

My first ever villanelle poem. Until yesterday when Holly challenged me (and others) to write one, I had never heard of this type of poem before. Don’t think I’d ever read one, either. So, thanks for introducing us, Holly!

Here’s a link to a classic villanelle:

If you enjoyed this feeble attempt, check out Holly’s. She links us to a good reference, too

We both wrote abecedarian poems a few days ago:

If you are game to try an Abecedarian, by all means do and tag me. Tag me if you do a Villanelle, too. I’d love to see what you come up with.

If you’d like to try some flash fiction (really short, short stories), take a look at these:

Happy Reading, Writing and Connecting!

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