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Villanelle: Dear Life

Posted on October 16, 2013 by Georgia

Villanelle

Dear Life

Dear Life, what can I say
As I walked through your maze
I just wanted to get through each day

Keeping your monsters at bay
Following rules that society betrays
Dear Life what can I say

Yes, I ‘oft went astray
For your goals I could never appraise
I just wanted to get through each day

Well, I was no Dorian Grey
Yet I never lived by society’s clichés
Dear Life, what can I say

Now I’ve come to the end of your lay
I assure you I look upon this age in a daze
I just wanted to get through each day

Again as when I was young, revolution’s on the way
Can’t help wondering if you just like constant replays
Dear Life, what can I say
I just wanted to get through each day.

14 thoughts on “Villanelle: Dear Life”

wandapsycho on October 16, 2013 at 07:40 said:

Being a woman of a certain age, I really appreciated this.

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- Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 07:51 said:
  
  Perhaps we were protesting together way back when or at least feeling good about what our fellows were doing…now it seems like a hopeless re-run. An we had the Beatles, Stones and Jefferson Airplane! 😉 understand completely if you’re my age.
  
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Tracesofthesoul on October 16, 2013 at 08:02 said:

Love the theme here and I AM that old to appreciate all that we tried to do (sigh) and pleased to discover a new form in poetry…very nice, it reads so nicely.

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- Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 08:05 said:
  
  Thanks…Glad you could appreciate it…and that you’ve learnt a new form!
  
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  - Tracesofthesoul on October 16, 2013 at 08:06 said:
    
    I tell ya, with all the math I have to calculate to get it right, I am sure this is going to prevent my getting Dementia…oh, did I tell you that was my goal?
    
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    - Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 08:27 said:
      
      THAT is a common goal I think…the other one that “makes me blad run cauld” is Blindness.
      
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      - Tracesofthesoul on October 16, 2013 at 18:45 said:
        
        Funny I was thinking about that yesterday taking a photo of a tree; I’d rather lose my hearing anytime than my sight…oh my, I think of that often and feel so blessed to see such beauty all around.
        
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      - Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 18:50 said:
        
        That has been my “since a kid” fear that I keep under control…the other came as I grew older…Believe it or not I have a great collection of audio books precisely because I have this vague fobia…
        
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stephseclecticinterests on October 16, 2013 at 09:07 said:

And sometimes that’s all we can do . . . get through one more day. Poetry expresses such deep emotions and perspectives. Thanks for sharing.

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- Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 13:33 said:
  
  Thanks for readin and commenting! It’s as you say sometimes that’s all we can do.
  
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  - stephseclecticinterests on October 16, 2013 at 19:28 said:
    
    I hope you have many joy-filled days ahead.
    
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    - Bastet on October 17, 2013 at 04:08 said:
      
      thanks and you too.
      
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Shah Wharton on October 16, 2013 at 12:55 said:

Viv ‘la revolution! Everything about life is cyclic, which can be both frustrating and reassuring. I liked how you seemed both, but closed each stanza/thought with a casual What can I sya? or Just wanted to get through each day. X

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- Bastet on October 16, 2013 at 13:40 said:
  
  I think as I’ve gotten older, idealism has gone farther and farther away from my life yet I can remember the great days when one really thought that one could change something of the worse aspects of life…now I see some of my young people going along the same path and I can’t help but sigh.
  
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