Hour 17: Villanelle – Extreme Grief

Villanelle – Extreme Grief

 

I stopped thinking about extreme grief

as the sole vehicle for great art

when the grief started to take people with it.

 

I am like them, I just haven’t quit

yet; I know this ideation can start

so I stopped thinking bout extreme grief.

 

I tried and tried but got no relief

is it me, or just a broken part?

As now the grief starts to take people with it.

 

I stay strong as my glass jaw is hit

and I wake to find I never had the heart,

so I stopped thinking about extreme grief.

 

I scoured autumnal grounds to turn my leaf;

emotions far behind me dragged upon a cart

when the grief starts to take people with it.

 

Like a humming bird I rest in flight as I flit

from one thing to the another, in rest I am torn apart

so I stopped thinking about extreme grief

when the grief started to take people with it.

 

2021©DSCoremans

Poem 17 of 24, written for the 24hr ‘Poetry Marathon’ 2021 by DS Coremans

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4 thoughts on “Hour 17: Villanelle – Extreme Grief

  1. You’ve described a part of my own creative journey so effectively here. I’ve often found that my most creative work comes out of grief and pain. Perhaps that’s because loss cuts through the masks and defences we wear in our daily lives and reaches the essence of our being. This is a beautifully crafted poem.

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