Two prompts lead to this work:
1. One Single Impression's prompt for this week is 'Absent'.
2. Imaginary Garden with Real Toads had the prompt to use a tercet or villanelle.
This poem started out as a Villanelle but I cribbed a bit on some of the rhymes
(eg: using -ar and -art) and then sliced and diced it a bit, losing the strict tercet shape.
But I still liked it. So here it is, for all to see:
In Absentia
In the privacy of my heart
A simple truth is starkly cast:
You are not here.
And yet you are in my thoughts and never far
From first waking, to the last.
In the privacy of my heart
I lament there was the need to part
Life becomes an odd contrast:
You are not here. And yet you are.
I knew in time you would depart
And couldn’t but be overcast,
In the privacy of my heart.
But there’s always hope in ‘au revoir’,
That separation will not last.
You are not here.
And yet you are,
Like the light from a distant star
That can be seen but not held fast,
In the privacy of my heart.
You are not here.
And yet you are.
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© 2012 J Cosmo Newbery
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I really like this. I do believe our loved ones never leave us... they remain in our heart... seredipity.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Since I wouldn't know a villanelle from a villain, a little cribbing matters not a bit. I love it.
ReplyDeleteFeelings so well put in words.
ReplyDeleteYou are not here
And yet....
Touching.
Reminds me of "absent in body but here in spirit."
ReplyDeleteNicely written, it seems real. PattiKen's words about 'villanelle' has me a bit worried. I've never heard of one.
A female villain? Google will tell me in a minute. Thank you.
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Oh. I may write one some time, it sounds like a challenging write.
DeleteThanks Jim, if you click on the styles section of my side bar you will see some other villanelles, more traditionally presented.
DeleteTruly beautiful. And I believe that no-one is gone while they are remembered.
ReplyDeleteSometimes poems which start out as one thing and then end up as something quite different are the best. I enjoyed this read very much.
ReplyDeleteGreat, poignant words.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely dear J Cosmo, people may be gone or far away but we can still keep their memory in our hearts.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo ♡
Haunting, hypnotic repetition that enchants! Lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful... so well penned! Cherishes memories never fade..!
ReplyDeleteGreat work. Andd way more uplifting than its potential counterpart (ie: You're here with me...and yet youre not...)
ReplyDeleteNice mix of prompts. Salute.
This one is really beautifully written !!!
ReplyDeleteGreat to have both content and form. That is the ultimate success. As regards the Oxfordian matter: Sonnets at dawn? [ :-)]
ReplyDeleteLOL. Sonnets at dawn? Whose? :-)
DeleteLovely, both in form and message ~ Even though a loved one will physcially leave us, their memories and presence still haunt us ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting my blogs ~
Grace
J Cosmo, I know EXACTLY what you mean! Enjoyed this very much.
ReplyDeletelovely poem, skilfully dealt paradox
ReplyDeletemuch love...
1presence in absence....so nice
ReplyDeleteWhat I like most about this is the simultaneous feeling of the loved one both being here and not and yet both truths seem okay... kind of like I wish you were here but I'm not sad that you're not and I'm not happy that you're not it's just fine the way it is but if it were different that would be fine too...
ReplyDeleteI really like this, especially your repeated line.
ReplyDeletevery beautiful indeed.superbly crafted.
ReplyDeletevery nice!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write!
ReplyDeleteMakes me think of the true connectivity of all...well written!
ReplyDeleteI don't think the modifications affected the read. It is still poignant, and, I imagine, relevant to many. Effective showing of a state of being, nicely done.
ReplyDeleteWell you got me googling "Villanelle" which can't be a bad thing. This reminded me of Leonard Cohen. The spare sense of longing is so tangible. I really connected with the emotion flowing through the poem.
ReplyDeleteSmall nudge: Should "Life becomes a odd contrast:" be AN odd..." :-)
Fixed, thank you.
Delete' Life becomes a odd contrast' would certainly read aloud better as 'Love become an odd contrast', as the previous comment hinted... :)
ReplyDeleteFixed, thank you.
DeleteI really like this. Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite of all your works I've read! I love it!
ReplyDeleteI love it, this piece truly resonated with me. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing - strict or not, the rhythm and rhyme work well. The content is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis works very well. Sad and moving - great stuff!
ReplyDeleteCos, this touched me, the loneliness combined with a certain hope, whether the person is indeed as distant as a star (in reality or in heart). And screw form, I loved every moment of this poem! Besides, you didn't really want to rhyme "heart" with "fart," did you? Nah, you're waaaaay too classy for that! Really liked this meditation on being alone... Amy
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Very intense. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteAgain, another little jewel in wistful mode...seasonal melancholia with a yearning for warmth (weather i.e.)
ReplyDeleteInteresting take Cosmo! Seen 'Villanelle' before but not tried it. Seems challenging. Your verse sets me thinking! There are occasions we ask, 'what about our loved ones?' They're not around but somehow the feelings are there! Nicely!
ReplyDeleteHank
This has a smooth and delicate feel to it, ponderous but not desperate in any way. I felt really relaxed reading it and not sure if I should have. Great writing.
ReplyDeleteThe villanelle... a challenge! You kept to form so long as it served message, tone and meaning; then you rearranged the rules to empower your piece and your voice. That is creating! Nice work.
ReplyDeleteI have no idea what a villanelle is but I found your poem to be beautiful. Evokes a lot of emotions...
ReplyDeleteLovely, just lovely!
ReplyDeletea wistful read on a rainy day ... xxx
ReplyDeleteso beautiful, sweet sorrow..."Life becomes an odd contrast..." wonderful phrase and usually the case.
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