I know it's been a very short time since the last poem, but...well...the snow and the music was just so nice that I had to write something. I'm not too sure on the second one, though: Villanelles are hard...Extra Nuzzles if you can guess the first poem's form: I've used it before... does anyone read these, or is my audience basically me?
Snowflakes
Sitting in the falling snow,
I watch the horizon fade to white.
And there's a silence I only know
when sitting in the falling snow.
It falls around me, feathery-slow --
shimmering around me in the light
as I sit in the falling snow,
watching the horizon fade to white.
Reverberant Refrain
To everything a different song,
for the dream and for the dance:
The whistle of flutes, the tones of a gong
We dance in groups, a teeming throng
In circles or lines if we get the chance
To make a different song
We hear it if we dream too long,
music from inside our trance:
the whistle of flutes, the tones of a gong.
We hear it coming, strange and strong
and to the twin gods' hill we glance:
Everyone hears that different song.
Oh, it's real, we're not wrong,
towards that hill we run and prance:
is that the whistle of flutes, the tones of a gong?
To remind us that we all belong,
It sounds across this great expanse:
For the snowy day a different song,
with the whistles of flutes and the tone of a gong.
((Gosh-darn you, Seed...How dare you make me write a villanelle... >:<
edit: oops, forgot to put in the Seed's Poetry corner bit))
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