It pounds against the euphoria of the night.
A blaze dashes across the starry dome
The thundering sky reveals a face that vanishes tonight.
Waves roll forward to reveal their foamy tips at twilight.
Rushing out, vanishing every flaw in the sand.
It pounds against the euphoria of the night.
Where the moss covered steel glides into the sleekness of the light,
Slicing a path towards a sanctuary.
The thundering sky reveals a face that vanishes tonight.
The children flutter around in their fright
Snatching all their sea treasures gathered at day.
It pounds against the euphoria of the night.
The seagulls look for shelter in flight
Cawing, gazing at the skyline for guidance of their journey.
The thundering sky reveals a face that vanishes tonight.
The view is spectacular at the nautical lighthouse's height
The melody of the storms collide.
It pounds against the euphoria of the night,
The thundering sky reveals a face that vanishes tonight.
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The first line of your poem is extremely intriguing. "Waves roll forward to reveal their foamy tips at twilight." This is also very beautiful. You definatly know how to craft poetic sentences.
ReplyDeleteGreat villanelle! I like the refrains, especially:"It pounds against the euphoria of the night"
ReplyDeleteI can feel myself in this storm. Nice work!
Gah, I love villanelles. Props to you because they're hard to write.
ReplyDeleteYou've got great imagery that transports the reader into the scene. It's like The Tempest meets The Maelstrom meets a Winslow Homer painting.
I really enjoy "Where the moss covered steel glides into the sleekness of the light".
The line "It pounds against the euphoria of the night" is almost haunting as you read the poem. I really like how it stuck in my mind each time I read it.
ReplyDeleteI really like the imagery you use.
ReplyDeleteI really liked the line "The thundering sky reveals a face that vanishes tonight"; it described the storm in a deeper, metaphorical way
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