Mirror Thee Villanelle Amidst Negative Positive Switches
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Film negative depression develop positive impressions
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Rein watercolors to contrast canvas white with introspection
Mirror top-down easy, mirrors do switch minds right left dimension
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Hue day, to night season light year comprehension retroflection
English writes left to right - Yiddish opposite left-sided sessions
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
If one looks in mirrors, we switch perceptive relativity
Self-portraits require positive prints, left-leaning support backboard
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Does one end the launch or take fork ingested creativity
Pitch Black - does one need light to Taste Poetry morsel digestion?
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
To get somewhere, we take stairs upward, reverse stairways go downward
Transpose these lines - below - throughout villanelle does it change content
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Villanelle Mirror – rorriM ellenalliV
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Film negative depression develop positive impressions
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Rein watercolors to contrast canvas white with introspection
Mirror top-down easy, mirrors do switch minds right left dimension
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Hue day, to night season light year comprehension retroflection
English writes left to right - Yiddish opposite left-sided sessions
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
If one looks in mirrors, we switch perceptive relativity
Self-portraits require positive prints, left-leaning support backboard
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Does one end the launch or take fork ingested creativity
Pitch Black - does one need light to Taste Poetry morsel digestion?
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
To get somewhere, we take stairs upward, reverse stairways go downward
Transpose these lines - below - throughout villanelle does it change content
Pitter drip, teeter up, spring time ticks, light smile positivity
Patter drop, totter down, winter tock, night frown negativity
Note:
How does the two change? Why does it change? Does something in light and at night change time perceptions? Are paintings beside daylight, and alongside night-light, upon the same place seen different? What perception changes? What if you painted one with shades between the two, would each be panes of stained glass, seen at different times of an 24 hour day? So, it be inside mind’s tints, contrasts, our minds change the Seasons.
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Another Meaningless poem
Kiss “MY” VET Villanelle
Oh Camelot, thy Art a Knight of youth, upon a velvet dream.
Wry knot knock, spry Poet Tree - Bark naught To Bee, a spry limb again
Procrastination wrought, fraught wrinkles knead massive vanishing cream
Ambrosial mist bliss, honey dew lips, amidst pastel creamery
Reign rhymester drain elocution that reins within whip's drip drop rain
Procrastination wrought, fraught wrinkles knead massive vanishing cream
Does time, seed past fertile - present - awaits fruition future seams
Birth canal, snipped chord, beginning foretold by clairvoyance crane
Oh Camelot, thy Art a Knight of youth, upon a velvet dream.
Mirror, what am I, To Be, the frog, or toad participle beam
Mirror, why does your silver crack up, amid screams, aghast slip streams
Procrastination wrought, fraught wrinkles knead massive vanishing cream
Knock, Knock, Who is there? Yesterday. Can you come back tomorrow theme
Three Camelot K-Ings slain Knight's, still weave sorrow, long ago veins
Oh Camelot, thy Art a Knight of youth, upon a velvet dream.
Why am I looking back on prime - faded images recording esteem
Love found, lost then found, - to be walking alone down memory lane
Oh Camelot, thy Art a Knight of youth, upon a velvet dream.
Procrastination wrought, fraught wrinkles knead massive vanishing cream
BTW, while looking at the photo, I noticed the words at the bottom are backward. However, the Franklin in the picture appears to be oriented correctly. Perhaps it should be reversed, too? ;-)
Ron
Love ya!
Jane