Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach

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by Frederick Leighton

Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach
Their fingernails becoming brown from them
Sea breeze and under the sun their clothes bleached

Soldiers come back, saying a prayer each
Not to get wet holding on to their hems
Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach

Their bodies covered with pink, white and peach
Waiting at the doors, they were such a gem
Sea breeze and under the sun their clothes bleached

They later found some papers at their reach
They want their soldiers back alive, these femmes
Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach

They followed everything from what was preached
And of course, they don’t want to be condemned
Sea breeze and under the sun their clothes bleached

They want them back, alive, a soldier each
They lovingly dedicate this poem
Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach
Sea breeze and under the sun their clothes bleached*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.

The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).

One of the most famous Villanelle is “Do not go Gentle into that Good Night” by Dylan Thomas.

For: Microfiction challenge: Looking for pebbles, Wordle 285 Feb 5 by Brenda Warren

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5 thoughts on “Greek girls picking up pebbles on the beach

  1. Thanks for sharing the Villanelle form with us. I think I remember hearing about it in my English class. Have read Dylan Thomas’s work. It’s really beautiful. Brings tears to my eyes sometimes.

    Like the scenery being described here. I guess the femmes must be engaging in routine to keep themselves physically and thus mentally busy. But really, they want their soldier husbands to return to them safely. Kinda funny seeing the soldiers holding onto their hems to avoid getting their trousers wet. Haha.

    I too took inspiration from the beach. It’s quite a wonderful place and a great muse for a poet. Mine describes a scene of a girl surrendering herself to the bliss of a moment on the seashore. Do have a look at it here: https://revitellect.wordpress.com/2017/02/18/a-picnic-in-eden-poem/

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