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While the ashes of marriage #2 were cooling, I began a journal here in verse, to keep myself out of trouble. So far so good, and one day at a time. I took a hiatus this past January, and I missed it terribly. Writing daily had changed the way I think - not my opinions, but the process of thinking itself. So here I am back again, and hungry. I began with three rules: (1) Iambic pentameter, (2) Perfect rhyme, and (3) It had to be true (no hyperbole). I hereby amend rule number 3: If I'm writing about myself, yes, it has to be true. But it doesn't, if I want to tell a story.

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DECEMBER 31, 2010 1:30AM

Anonymous #11 (A Villanelle). Thursday Dec 30, 2010

Rate: 18 Flag

I have a hundred million things to do:
A project I'd put off, some bills to pay,
And inexplicably, I think of you.

It's only for a minute.  One or two.
For now, I have to put the thought away;
I have a hundred million things to do.

It's just the time, you know, there's just so few
Productive hours and minutes in the day,
And inexplicably, I think of you

In ev'ry single one.  It's like I knew
You'd come.  And though I'm hoping you can stay,
I have a hundred million things to do.

Forgive me, this is all a little new.
I work so hard to make a brave display
And inexplicably, I think of you,

And then I hope you're thinking of me, too.
And when I see you next, that you could say,
"I have a hundred million things to do,
And inexplicably, I think of you."

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An elegant and charming missive.
And the circle closes.
Nice R.
A different tone. I like it.
My word you make this look easy but I know it wasn't! I have tried a couple of Villanelles before but yours ... well ... it is absolutely wonderful!

As always, I am captivated by your 'Anonymous' poems ... so enchanting, delicate, graceful and delightful ... and all these things I imagine you see in her. Oh I wish that one day, DB, one day I hope you do hear those words.
A beautiful expression of love, for sure.
Sounds interesting! Happy New Year!
Lovely longing of love. Each moment here a moment to hold and to cherish in the holding. In the knowing.
This is wonderful! My thanks to Scupper for leading me here.
I'll head over right now and check him out...
Ooops - thought I was back on Scupper's blog.
The happiest of tensions in, as usual, unusually dazzling verse.
Thanks, Bard. Happy New Year! Your talent and discipline are so rich and so easily enjoyed.
A beautiful Villanelle..as my friend Kate pointed out, they are not easy. but yo, sir, make everything look easy. that's why I'm always reading.
Happy New Year and may "Anonymous" be a big part of your 2011!
Inexplicably beautiful. I can't undo you,
so I just wade in, fully clothed, and swim.
Thanks DB, for the hundreds of millions of words.
Lucky girl, to have such poetry written for her.
will you continue to write every day in 2011?

another great one, as if it's possible otherwise....
I do hope her thoughts lean to you as well and someday you know that! Happy New Year, may 2011 be a new chapter!
Hope you are sharing this with her. It would be a waste not too. r
Hello everyone. And Happy New Year to all. And although Shawn Pavey isn't here, I want to thank him for suggesting this form.

Fred: thank you sir. The muse that triggered it has a lot of charm, as well.

Dave: "Masterpiece" is a very strong word. Thank you for that. I appreciate everything you're doing for the poets here.

Limb: yes indeed. May it be so, eh?

scupper: how can I thank you enough, for your comments, and for your post. I am happy that you like the tone. Actually, the tone comes because I am happy.

Kate: thank you for that wish. And I sincerely wish the same for you.

Midwest: thank you. And thanks for coming by so faithfully this year.

Lea: I am always happy to see you. Happy New Year to you, as well.

anna1: I'm looking for a sonnet that Shakespeare wrote about longing. I don't remember a single word of it, only the subject and tone. Any idea?

Matt: thanks for following scupper's lead. She has been incredibly supportive all year.

catch: I get a tremendous satisfaction from writing these. Having you (and everyone else) read them is the sweet part.

trilogy: thank you so much for your wishes. And I would never kiss and tell.

Kim: your comment from May 7: "We are miners side by side, and with every swing of the pick, every word we write, we are closer to the colour."

sweetfeet: aHA! So it'll work???

Heron: it is INDEED possible otherwise. You can't tell, because I write on the computer. But oh man, the paper that would be on the floor otherwise.

pastvoices: thank you for your wishes. And thank you for being such a faithful reader.

Sheba Marx: well, hello! Welcome! You're just in time for champagne!

hugs: hmm... a trick question. You want to know if she actually EXISTS, don't you. My lips are sealed... (heh heh)

Thank you all so very much. And the very best wishes for 2011 to all. I am honored, as always, that you came by.

Salud!
To health and happiness, DB.
I'd love to think it is us here at OS, but even more, I hope it is someone even better than this. Hope to hear about it in the future, in rhyme with or without reason.
This is stunning. My goal is to read all of your poems from 2010 on the corresponding day in 2011. I just have to catch up quickly!
Rated with respect.
DB, I was thinking about attempting another Villanelle and I remembered you had written one. When I came back to look tonight ... I found it was one of your 'Anonymous' posts. Sigh.

Your anonymous posts really touch my heart for some reason. I think because she (Anonymous) touches your heart and I (and the hopeless romantic in me!) want only good for you ... all that your heart desires. You deserve it.