Two Cats Revisited – Villanelle May 1, 2015

Way back in 2013 when I was first beginning to blog, a poet friend wrote a verse which was not quite a sonnet, not quite a kyrielle and not quite a villanelle … I tried to write a villanelle at the time and not having understood how to write one made a bit of a mess of the whole thing.  This is the edited version (a true villanelle) which I wrote this morning … the original is HERE and Shainbirds’s poem is HERE.

 

Two Cats

Two cats sat in the yard at dawn,
Companionable as is rarely seen;
Lovely was their friendship to look upon …

I stood there and our eyes were drawn
And we know how a cat’s sight is keen;
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn…

I grabbed some paper and black crayon
Quickly, so to catch that special scene;
Lovely was their friendship to look upon …

I was too late the scene had been redrawn
I guess it should have been foreseen –
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn …

There was just one cat upon the lawn
Where two had so recently been
Lovely was their friendship to look upon ….

A portrait of two cats could not be drawn
So a poem I wrote as you have seen …
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn
Lovely was their friendship to look upon .

© G.s.k. ‘15

Villanelle: Creative Aging

Villanelle

Creative Aging

In my early morning dreams of creative delving,
Inspiration leads me now to an ever greater height!
Thus delighting in the evening memories of aging.

When in my youth I thought of my life’s goal:
Ah, painting and art were my greatest delight,
In my early morning dreams of creative delving.

My years have seen the tarnishing of my soul,
I feel no disillusion though it’s no longer bright!
Thus delighting in the evening memories of aging.

I lived with far too much discipline and control.
Spontaneity often sacrificed to what was right,
In my early morning dreams of creative delving.

Thinking that soon I’d sleep in a grassy knoll
Freed I from that dark prison, my own birthright!
Thus delighing in the evening memories of aging.

Youth can be beached on an ideology’s shoal!
Better to have freed creative fires to brightly ignite
In my early morning dreams of creative delving,
Thus delighting in the evening memories of aging.

 

Written for Cubby’s Villanelle Challenge

 

 

 

Villanelle: Two Cats

This morning I saw two cats sitting on the ledge outside my house and wanted to write a poem about them, but a Haiku was too short and I didn’t want to write either a Choka or a Tanka.  I saw Shainbird’s lovely poem  trying to identify the form I came upon the Villanelle.  It’s a sticky form, but I thought I’d give it a try.

Villanelle

Two Cats

Two cats sat on a ledge at dawn,
Companionable as is rarely seen;
Lovely is friendship in the morn!

I stood there and our eyes were drawn
And I know how a cat’s sight is keen;
I thought, two cats to immortalize!

I rummaged in my purse with a yawn
Quickly, as to catch that special scene;
Lovely is friendship in the morn!

But the time it took, one was gone
I guess it should have been foreseen;
I thought, two cats to immortalize!

Alas, one had scampered like a faun:
“How could fate be so mean!”
Lovely is friendship in the morn.

I consoled myself as the Fox, woebegone:
“AH! The shot wouldn’t have been keen.”
Lovely is friendship in the morn!
I thought, two cats to immortalize!

2015 – Edited Version: 

Two cats sat in the yard at dawn,
Companionable as is rarely seen;
Lovely was their friendship to look upon …

I stood there and our eyes were drawn
And we know how a cat’s sight is keen;
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn…

I grabbed some paper and black crayon
Quickly, so to catch that special scene;
Lovely was their friendship to look upon 

I was too late the scene had been redrawn
I guess it should have been foreseen –
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn …

There was just one cat upon the lawn
Where two had so recently been
Lovely was their friendship to look upon  ….

A portrait of two cats could not be drawn
So a poem I wrote as you have seen …
Two cats sat in the yard at dawn
Lovely was their friendship to look upon .

© G.s.k. ‘15