Villanelle # 9

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In January, I will explore the style of the Villanelle. This form of poetry has a lot of rules. I am normally a rule-breaker, so I take up the challenge of pirouetting across this restrictive dance floor with a degree of trepidation. Villanelle # 9 I will call Waiting Down the Road.

My first love is poetry. I played with rhythms as a child as a favorite toy, writing line after line and verse upon verse down in a notebook my mama gave me. The words became undecipherable squiggly lines dancing across the page.  I remember sitting on my Uncle Harvey’s porch, making up poems only I could read. I learned to write real letters after I started school. That’s when my adventure with poetry started. I found myself in a dance with a fickle dancer. As soon as I got the steps right, the beat changed, and the singer sang a different tune. COVID-19 and retirement have given me the gift of time to explore, study, and capture the essence of poetry, making all its different moved on the page.

The rules I followed writing Villanelle # 9

The rules for creating a Villanelle are simple and straight forward. This style of poetry must have 19 lines and five stanzas. The closing stanza has four lines. Also, line 1 gets repeated in lines 6, 12, and 18. Thus,  line 3 gets repeated in lines 9, 15, and 19. There are so many rules and so little time.

Waiting Down the Road.

Routine in the world before a foul wind blowed

Disbursing ciaos, deadly disease, and vicious violence

 Still, better things are waiting down the road.

All day long on TV I see talking heads

 Tell me I should have faith in their finagled science

 Routine in the world before a foul wind blowed

Politicos argue on every news station episode

Manipulating to people like they don’t possess a conscience

Still, better things are waiting down the road

All our trusted institutions about to explode

And our leaders expect us to have patience

Routine in the world before a foul wind blowed

Lies up on lies to process and decode

Fabrications spun with sophisticated eloquence

 Still, better things are waiting down the road

We are the people flushed down the commode

Searching for an element of truth and a little guidance

 Routine in the world before a foul wind blowed

Still, better things are waiting down the road

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

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