A Villanelle

The Villanelle has a very specific format. One which lends itself to a darker poem, one that is almost Gothic. While the below piece is not within the standards of such a piece, it is a good start. It will be revised in the future as I practice and learn more about this format.

Resolute,

Unflinching,

Unmoving

I stand alone

I await the charges to be read

These charges are mine alone

Resolute,

Unflinching,

Unmoving

I stand alone

As I stand and wait my sou

l is dead

To stand and wait as the ghosts of those

who bled

Devour my heart,

My mind,

My soul

Until such time the bells for me toll

I stand

Resolute,

Unflinching,

Unmoving

I stand alone

'Til my body rejoins

My heart,

My mind,

My soul

(C) Copyright Marcel Trepanier 2013