
Listen, I know I’ve reached my turn
Time is not on my side as I scrape by
I’ve tasted life and played my nocturne
I sigh at the barriers and concern
I follow the breeze and say bye
Listen, I know I’ve reached my turn
Sometimes stones are too big but I learn
Hurt by nails and betrayal and I cry
I’ve tasted life and played my nocturne
Tried to stand as tall as trunk with fern
When there’s pain, I know time passes by
Listen, I know I’ve reached my turn
Perhaps I’ve done things that will me burn
Sometimes I’ve blamed you for my loss and I cry
I’ve tasted life and played my nocturne
Give me another chance, your offer I spurn
I still got things to do, I don’t want yet to die
Listen, I know I’ve reached my turn
I’ve tasted life and played my nocturne*
(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).

For: Tale Weaver – #304 – Barriers – December 3rd | Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie (wordpress.com)
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Nicely done Lady Lee, thanks for sharing with us.
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you’re welcome, Michael 🙂
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The finality in the lines, and yet a sliver of light in the form of realisation…..you wove it all in so beautifully.
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thank you so much, Reena 🙂
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