Forms: Villanelles, Spenserian Stanza, Sestina
Inspiration: Elizabeth Bishop: "One Art", Percy Bysshe Shelley: "Adonais", John Milton: "Lycidas", etc.
Original Works:
I took the ending lines of Adonias, a Sestina, and formed by own stanza using them:
A sweet scent brings him molded into thought.
He hums a tune that makes me smile—sweet sound
Like sizzles on a pan that morning sought.
With his sweatshirt on and my hair unbound
Did the church we had built burn to the ground.
The ashes of our love, which kindled day,
Lays lifeless while his laugh like thunder moans
In dreams as an unquiet slumber lay
On autumn leaves sobbing in their dismay.
I drew inspiration for my next original poem by creating a few lines with a blackout poem of Lycidas:
I then wrote my own Villanelle:
A Slice of Me and You
It smells like charring strings and your perfume—
A medley of roses and rusting chime,
As we slow dance inside this burning room.
The string quartet is screaming our life tune,
Like our first fight or maybe my first lie.
So I smell the charred strings and your perfume.
All the guests want a slice of me and you.
They are getting hungry (quick, pour the wine!)
So they’ll sway with the flames in the ballroom.
You were all I could see that afternoon,
Melting white lace begging to be untied.
It reeked of roses and a sweating groom.
I can’t seem to hold you like I want to
and sweaty palms keep you from being mine.
I cling to our dance in the burning room.
You made love you, want you—I do—so true.
With your eyes on mine, our hands intertwined.
But it smells like charring strings and perfume.
Dear, we’re slow dancing in a burning room.
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