Gratuitous villanelle

Because people asked me for one. And it is to be hoped that they will not do so again.

We were all young and never thought to die
And some of us are gone, the rest are old
We laughed so much, who now are forced to cry

In darkened rooms we made love on the sly
Are now imprisoned by the lies we told
We were all young and never thought to die

No pleasures that we were afraid to try
No shiny things that we could not be sold
We laughed so much, who now are forced to cry

All of our hopes turned out to be a lie
or worse were true, and were betrayed for gold
We were all young and never thought to die

Our lives are laid waste; we are forced to sigh
and huddle with each other in the cold
We laughed so much, who now are forced to cry

The sins were ours. No need to question why
We’re punished. And no hope we’ll be consoled.
We were all young and never thought to die
We laughed so much, who now are forced to cry

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About rozkaveney

Middleaged, trans, novelist, poet, activist
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4 Responses to Gratuitous villanelle

  1. deliasherman says:

    Now, that’s what I call a tour de force. A chilling, thoughtful, bleak, and beautiful poem, which gains power from its form rather than just inhabiting it.

    If you don’t want people to ask you for more, you really should have written a bad one. šŸ˜‰

  2. cmcmck says:

    All it needs is a nice Italian Villanella tune.

    How about

  3. Lovely. Grim, but truly lovely, and ever so evocative.
    Well done.

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