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Day Seven
FILO Villanelle
The Sucréd and the Proe Fyn
No added vanilla.
h/t The Waste Land
Today’s challenge: “write a poem that incorporates at least one of the following: (1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text, and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way. ”
Filo Villanelle
Mixing memory and desire
Wilts the unfurling flower
Like a drought spell in the spring
I brush melted butter
Between sheer dough sheets of filo
I’m layering memory and desire
Slide it into the hot oven’s maw
Its element, desert sun shining down
Like a drought spell falling over spring
Scents of cranberry and brie bubble
The leaves now fall-crisp
Parcels of memory and desire
The mouth waters, the senses explode
Slide out the juxtaposed creation
Like a drought spell fell in spring
Small bites of savory and sweet
Mixing memory and desire
Spring leaves after the drought.
Hyena Haiku
Bottoms up, my dear
Cheers to your joy, your sadness
The cup spills over
Spot jy, hyena?
Die laaste gryns is grensloos
Hartseer se sterk kaak
No ! Letdown for the Poor Poet
I think I’ve fallen in love with the word vaward.
NaPoWriMooooo Scowdown
The Humourous Eye
Hiccupia
Divine Hiccupia (Goddess of the Hundreds)
I used to be a Big Cheese of Creation
The Light of the world
Behold me now: the cheap trickster goddess
Loki? Ha! More like low-key:
I used to be the middle C
of all octaves!
Then the Cosmic Wave crashed
and I splintered
into a tsunami of Fibonacci shards
Travelling into the future
at the speed of light: C?
Here’s my small Goddess trick:
I burp the hiccups from infant universes,
but carbon-based life needs count every C
as a hundred (even the wine-dark ones)
I can but drive the crying ones
deep into their cups.
(Le voilà: 20*C= 2000; done as a flash-forward poem for terribleminds‘ challenge.)
