I’m struggling with these long December nights,
can’t bear the shortness of the winter days,
I celebrate the bravery of the lights
the sky’s a thousand different shades of grey,
I’m duller than the dullest cloud myself,
can’t bear the shortness of the winter days
I’d like a jar of sunshine on my shelf,
even a bowl of stars would be enough,
I’m duller than the dullest cloud myself –
so deck the halls with multi-coloured stuff,
with golds and reds and greens that shine and glow –
even a bowl of stars would be enough –
outside the rain falls, and the cold winds blow,
so fill the house with spicy scents all day,
with golds and reds and greens that shine and glow –
let’s feast the solstice – send it on its way,
I’m struggling with these long December nights
so fill the house with spicy scents all day,
and celebrate the bravery of the lights.
Oh, my goodness – more repetition. Thanks for a great prompt, Jilly – I do like the challenge of a form – it appeals to the bit of me that likes crosswords. Here’s a terzanelle – my very first. There’s lots more repetition going on over at dVerse.
This is a good one, Sarah! You know how to stick to a rhythm as well as a rhyme and the result is so satisfying.
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Thanks, Jane. I’m quietly pleased with this one. I do like it when a form works out.
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I’m not a believer in approximation when you’re writing to a strict form. It somehow seems to defeat the object. This one is the proof that you can say what you want and stick to all the rules 🙂
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How poignant!
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So true, December is such an oxymoron of a month, the darkness, the pressure, the chores to do, for some the feeling of isolation and then you have the songs, the lights, the gatherings of family and friends or both. You captured it all so well Sarah.
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Thank you, Damien. I meant to do another advent calendar this year, but suddenly woke up and discovered it was December. Next year, maybe.
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Very nice metrical sound to this. I also like the idea of the lights being brave and sending the solstice on its way.
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I really enjoyed this. My favorite line is “I celebrate the bravery of the lights,” and I love the jar of sunshine and bowl of stars!
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Bowl of stars – that’s beautiful! This is executed perfectly; standing ovation!!!! The feel is of longing and celebration all at once.
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That’s very kind. I do like the challenge of a form sometimes ☺️
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I enjoyed your poem a lot. It just drips out if the tongue so smoothly.
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“I’d like a jar of sunshine on my shelf,
even a bowl of stars would be enough,
I’m duller than the dullest cloud myself –”
Beautiful use of this form, Sarah. December’s days and short and silent.
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Sarah, I agree with the other comments about the amazing line at the soul and heart of this poem.
“ celebrate the bravery of the lights.”
This has a Tolkienesque feeling to it, the festival of light conquering overwhelming darkness merely by its hopeful perseverance. Every line is gorgeous
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So well done, Sarah! I will have to attempt this form some day, but you have done a wonderful job with the rhythm and rhyme–it flows so naturally. I also struggle with the long, dark days.
I love the jar of sunshine and bowl of stars.
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I feel this in my bones too… to fill the house with lights is my method too to survive until solstice passes… very well done on the Villanelle.
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Ah, it will be even darker for you! Thank you, Bjorn. I’ve been ill this week – minor op ran into the mother of all colds – so I haven’t do e much reading.
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Me neither… just catching up.. we had visitors over the weekend so now I’m finally catching up… as for darkness the sun rises at 8:30 am and sets at 3 pm and with overcast the only daylight is midday dusk
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You need some snow to bounce that light around! ❄️❄️❄️
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My wife bought a “SAD” light (seasonsl affective disorder) and she loves it. Like John Lennon said, whartever gets you through thr night,
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