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A Villanelle: Nocturnal

My heart stopped.
The wind snored northern blizzards and 
beneath the coals I dropped.
 
Light. Dark. Light. So dark. Popped
out!  Screamed, "I know you're there!" Echo-cho-co-oh.
My heart stopped.
 
Faces; cut, strangled, cropped.
Clenching my fist, I snarled and sopped.
Yet, beneath the coals I dropped
 
Farther down, down, stopped.
Finally, heart. Hope.
My heart stopped,
 
Restart with hope.  With its beat away it mopped
the gunk from mine hollow eyes,
and from beneath the coals I dropped
 
Up. Up, farther up, and opened.
Watching through pane as 
the World's heart stopped,
and beneath the coals it dropped.



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Makaiya_Blanchard said...
Apr. 21, 2013 at 9:43 pm
I won't lie, I really love this. Very interesting and unique way of writing. 
 
MadelaineIrene replied...
Apr. 22, 2013 at 10:40 am
Thank you so much!  That just made my day:)
 
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