Villanelle, Somehow
Departing for the tea colored, violet cloud checked sky
My soul shakes off the dust of the ages
The doux, endless, chatoyant aerial sea that I ply
Through a thousand feverish worlds of dreaming I fly
Below me spires of glass and split rows appear like cages
Departing for the tea colored, violet cloud checked sky
Content in the prismatic reflection of the sun I can die
I find myself here on each of life’s chapters final pages
The doux, endless, chatoyant aerial sea that I ply
Once again I find myself escaping to my liminal home up high
Ever forgetting the more poignant words of the sages
Departing for the tea colored, violet cloud checked sky
As I look back at my latest misadventures and mistakes I sigh
Forever brooding over my past I return here to rage
The doux, endless, chatoyant aerial sea that I ply
Though through it all there’s yet hope I spy
The rushing wind and blazing horizon my heart assuage
Departing for the tea colored, violet cloud checked sky
The doux, endless, chatoyant aerial sea that I ply.
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"Pink Lake" by Nikky Lu
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