Alas – A Villanelle*

ALAS: A VILLANELLE*

Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.
The sky is overcast and all is maya,
For I confess I see no hope in sight;

Where once each daybreak promised fresh delight
We only found that time had proved a liar.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.

These poor neglected coals cast little light,
So place another log upon the fire,
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

The wind is chill and bitter; hold me tight
And stoke the fire till the flames climb higher.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight.

Let’s not apportion blame or rue what might.
How can we but accept the trundling gyre?
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

In impasse let us yet remain polite;
Offer comfort, even as our dreams expire.
Alas, I bring no stardust home tonight,
For I confess I see no hope in sight.

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* http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/5796

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About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on July 11, 2013, in Poetry, Villanelle, Writing and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 14 Comments.

  1. well said 😉

    Liked by 1 person

  2. enjoyed this Ben, hope you are well. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  3. With Foot In My Mouth, Who The Heck Is Calliope?

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