fallen verses

Friday night + coffee + deliberately not doing Latin homework = ?

No, you’re not gonna get the answer just yet. First, rambling! I’ve realized that coming home guarantees I will not be doing homework. There are way too many blog posts to read, too much fun stuff on Wikipedia and just too much to do at home to distract myself from homework. Honestly, the poetry writing homework, that’s more interesting to tackle and I gladly bend my awesome research skills to it as necessary. The rest of it… So I was at Borders for four hours and got a fair amount done. ‘Bout the end of the white chocolate mocha and I was sitting there coffee-high, I wrote this (please, if for some reason you’ve stumbled here by accident, do not judge my poetry by this example. just don’t.)

Villanelle Number 4

Refrains repeat in the villanelle
And many, many rhymes.
And when it’s silly, you can tell.

It’s a hard form for a hard sell,
Regardless of the times.
Refrains repeat in the villanelle

Over and over again- a knell,
A toll, the same lines,
And when it’s silly, you can tell.

Go for the rush, pell mell
Into the land of mimes;
Refrains repeat in the villanelle,

Like boxed gestures, cages still
Invisible like spoken rhymes.
And when it’s silly, you can tell-

It’s a bitter and telling smell,
Bad poetry, like coffee grinds.
Refrains repeat in the villanelle,
And when it’s silly, you can tell.