Winterval for M'lady Tai Chi Italy

villanelle

 

Winterval.

 

The whirling swirling flakes of snow.

Fall silently but ceaselessly.

Creating havoc here below.

 

Mother Nature intends to show

The human race that they can see

The whirling swirling flakes of snow.

 

Wherever they may choose to go.

She demonstrates this ruthlessly

Creating havoc here below.

 

What traffic moves is crawling slow.

As drivers find it hard to see.

The whirling swirling flakes of snow

 

Reflect their headlights pallid glow.

Reducing visibility

Creating havoc here below.

 

Assisted by the winds that blow

 at intervals quite randomly.

The whirling swirling flakes of snow

 creating havoc here below.

 

Tuesday, 30 November 2010

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Reviews

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Ah- The Villanelle, my favourite 'established' form of poetry. As we live in a similar area I empathise and sympathise greatly with the content... we've been virtually snowed in for a week now... schools are closed and streets are empty.. though I'm certain winter's were consistently like this when I was growing up in south durham. Maybe the apparent re-emergence of harsher winters that coincides with the harder times of Conservative rule is not a coincidence...? That'll give the conspiracy theorists something to think on... ha ha ha.
A very well written poem in my favourite form- love the title too, spence