My first villanelle
Together we, she, holding my finger Little, growing hand, everything to me Moments ever, and forever linger Abba'chka, I, to the preschool bring her Come afternoon, she'll be returned to me Together we, she, holding my finger She, annoyed by childish tunes I sing her Teasing her thus brings such delight to me Moments ever, and forever linger Don't joke! She, hates on my witty zinger Of late, she's sure been talking back to me Together we, she, holding my finger Mamachka? She, hears my cellphone ringer She, reciting grocery list to me Moments ever, and forever linger I love you! Asserts my little clinger Her love, our love, God's precious gift to me Together we, she, holding my finger Moments ever, and forever linger
d’Verse is taking a break for the holidays so there won’t be any prompts for a while…
So I’ll be trying out a few new forms with prompts born of my mind instead!
I considered the idea of responding to prompts from other groups, but d’Verse satisfies my creative curiosity more than well enough – and I don’t want to spend all of my time responding to poetry prompts.
47 thoughts on “Together, or: Moments”
Love! The imagery and the rhyme scheme work so well here.
Thanks, N. 🙂
I go by JYP. Thanks
You are very kind. Thank you!
This is so precious!
Thank you so much. I’m totally biased in this matter, but my daughter is, indeed, precious! 👧🏻
David, as parents we all are biased but that’s okay, I think. I am guilty of it too. I had written a trilogy of poems for my daughter. Much love to your angel.
You are welcome.
Awww… are those poems online? How old is you daughter now?
Yes, they are on my blog. She is seventeen now. Good heavens! Why do they grow so fast!!
A sweet moment that I am sure you will hold forever. I held my great nieces’ hands on Saturday. Precious little ones. 🥰