break it down, where the light
finds the failing fallen,
ignited by shadows
broken patterns alight
within the frame’s swollen
hollows, flushed with light
where geometry’s tight
course follows peaks and glens
waves will find the shadows
in the doorway hope fights
feeling sorrow taken
past breaking down. The light
will flush away the blight
burning away bracken
igniting the shadows
til the fire’s hot might
shoulders its calling
kindling where the light
extinguishes shadows
Again today I am sharing a villanelle with you, as part of my project to write 30 villanelles during my time in the 30/30 project for Tupelo Press. Again, I decided to deviate in terms of what I sent to the “official” project website, so y’all get the villanelle here!
Thank you readers!
The Poetry Patio 