like frosted windows with carved hearts forgot;
memories of dreams of two newlywed
smiling at our tears with vows softly said
and life’s hard lessons not yet to be caught.
a young girl-child into the cold world brought
and with her a wife’s good health quickly fled
like frosted windows with carved hearts, forgot.
a breathe upon pane and our love is taught
to a beauty, as passing youth has sped.
Learn from the years gone; the tears of the dead,
that measure of life while young is so fraught
like frosted windows with carved hearts forgot
Author notes
Practicing the French form: rondeau
A b b a
a b A
a b b a A
10 syllables per line.
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Hi John
French form Rondeau. Just love that.
Can't help but be transported back in time. And that is never a problem for me.
Good to read your practicing. Hope May finds you and yours in a good way. Zara told me its beach weather there.
Lisa
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A powerful metaphor. I've never read this form before, I like it. Your poems flows really well. You did a good job of rearranging sentence structure to preserve it, although it confuses some of the sentences. All in all, a really good piece.
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this is beautiful. it flows really well.
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