Blue Moon (Villanelle)

by Karla   Feb 26, 2012


Yesterday my past I drew
on a canvas of silence and torment
when the Moon was so blue.

What happened? What did fate do?
Life only taught me to lament.
Yesterday my past I drew.

If I could only have a clue,
despair wouldn't be my scent
when the Moon was so blue.

Tears stained my night's dew
and the stars cried without my consent.
Yesterday my past I drew.

Sadness is nothing but a tender tattoo,
an unforgettable mark I did invent
when the Moon was so blue.

What I feel, somebody feels too.
I need some time to be content.
Yesterday my past I drew
when the Moon was so blue.

Karla Bardanza
http://asmoonsewsthesatinstars.blogspot.com
http://skycladatmidnight,tumblr.com

Villanelle
A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme:
aba aba aba aba aba abaa.

The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the
poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).

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  • 13 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Wonderfully Done Karla, Splendid Work.

  • 13 years ago

    by Yakori bint Muhammed

    I'm out of words. This is just...,.i'm out of words again. You're truly an inspiration. God bless you Aunt, Kudos!

  • 13 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Love love love this form of poetry! Never wrote one like this! But your poem inspired me to try....what's difficult is you have to make your repeating lines makes sense since they are in the last stanza together.

    I think u did a great job and I love the phrase "when the moon was so blue"..usually people look to the moon for light in the darkness, but what creates a sad tone in ur poem is the fact that the moon is blue, sad...loved it

  • 13 years ago

    by Lioness

    Awesome Karla,

    I love this, such sadness but the flow was awesome. The rhyming was great and natural.

    I love what you have done here hun

    x

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    That was so melodic; I love the blue moon.

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