Lost in the vitality of Spring rain
I feel within me a transformation.
All is revived in the drenching refrain.
From joy of new birth I cannot abstain
after this winter's deep desecration.
Lost in the vitality of Spring rain.
Chalices filled with all they can contain
The rain continues its sweet dissipation.
All is revived in the drenching refrain.
Birds trill their songs just a little insane
feeling the strength of invigoration.
Lost in the vitality of Spring rain.
Winter losses its grasp and gelid pain.
Flowers grow with new found aspiration.
All is revived in the drenching refrain.
When Spring rain falls it is never mundane.
Nature receives this new acclimation.
Lost in the vitality of Spring rain.
All is revived in the drenching refrain.
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A contest entry
- Villanelle - Nature by Little Feather.
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Comments
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Now you've done it!!! You created a perfect Villanelle! Well done !!!
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Thank you for your entry
The progression of this is lovely. As winter moves into spring, the metaphor and personification you use in this to signify the melting of cold ice, snow, sleet, into gentle breezes and flowers blossoming gives me the feel of spring. Those rains can be gentle or ferocious in trying to turn the tides of winter into spring.
I also like how you attribute the spring rains to a change in yourself, we often use the seasons to show the change and seasons in our own life. This was a nice nod to that trait.
As for the form it was right on, well done on the rhyme scheme.
I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy -
Whew! This sets a tone that echoes with hope
and brilliance. The form is perfect for what
is conveyed and the whole verse gives off an
aura of reassurance in renewal.
Blue
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