Polite – villanelle – poem for dVerse

I cannot see the kindness in your life,
yet I can’t say I’ve ever known you rude:
you wield politeness like a little knife.

I’ve sat through dinners without any strife,
the wine’s flowed freely, and you’ve served good food,
but I can’t see the kindness in your life.

I’ve watched you undermine your darling wife,
and mention things no husband ever should:
you wield politeness like a little knife.

You shake your head, and wince at modern life,
and hanker after times that weren’t so crude,
but I can’t see the kindness in your life

You say you hate the brashness that’s so rife,
yet somehow you afflict us with your mood:
you wield politeness like a little knife

Your jokes are sharper than a surgeon’s knife,
you’re confident, and yet I think that you’ve
not known of any kindness in your life;
you wield politeness like a little knife.

 

 

More repetition for Jilly at dVerse. A Villanelle this time. 

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18 thoughts on “Polite – villanelle – poem for dVerse

  1. Who is this man? I’ve know a few like him in my time:
    ‘I’ve watched you undermine your darling wife,
    and mention things no husband ever should:
    you wield politeness like a little knife.’
    ‘Your jokes are sharper than a surgeon’s knife’ reminds me of one guy who made jokes at his wife’s expense; he thought he was so clever and that everyone was laughing with him rather than at him. When his wife left him we applauded.

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  2. excellent Sarah! you point out the flaws that someone is trying to hide – so very sharp! all i could think was – your villanelle is like a catwalk model kind of perfect

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