Sketchbook  Villanelle

 

 

Terra Martin, CA Winterberry Wiry guardian of snowy shore Impressionistic bark fine and worn Native lineage fabled folklore Red squirrel digs for its priceless store Under ragged branch lithe and forlorn Wiry guardian of snowy shore Leaves that arrive and depart before The august moon is artlessly born Native lineage fabled folklore Namesake Black Alder in days of yore Berries like beadwork tease and adorn Wiry guardian of snowy shore Bird feeder savior for those that soar This salvation others tend to scorn Native lineage fabled folklore Properties that heal right to the core Indian fact innate of firstborn Wiry guardian of snowy shore Native lineage fabled folklore     How can you scream that the past is obscene? How can you scream that the past is obscene? Passions grow with each nuance of pleasure Love, Hate, the chasm of the unforeseen The consummate lover is evergreen Explorer of joy measure for measure How can you scream that the past is obscene? Fantasies are artful, sweet libertines A soliloquy of hidden treasure Love, Hate, the chasm of the unforeseen Rapturous touch of skin and velveteen Surrendering modesty at leisure How can you scream that the past is obscene? You crush the memories that intervene Hypocrite of desire and discomfiture Love, Hate, the chasm of the unforeseen As we quench the tides and become serene The past is merely a strange visitor How can you scream that the past is obscene? Love, Hate, the chasm of the unforeseen

 

 

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