The Genesis. (Villanelle)

Here comes the dawn of a new year,

and the heavens echo, my friend:

withering flowers will bloom, sad hearts will cheer.

.

and we shall not cower in fear,

in times when ripples need be amend,

because here comes the dawn of a new year.

.

a little odd some days may appear,

a little low we beings may descend,

but, withering flowers will bloom, sad hearts will cheer.

.

remove the mask, burn the veneer,

for upon ourselves we may depend,

because here comes the dawn of a new year.

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and as we go, bleak may seem the atmosphere,

with each road posing a dead end,

yet, withering flowers will bloom, sad hearts will cheer.

.

For we shall dream less and toil more, my dear,

and the fruits we reap, we may not comprehend,

because here comes the dawn of a new year,

where withering flowers will bloom, sad hearts will cheer.

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Cheemnonso

2 thoughts on “The Genesis. (Villanelle)

  1. There is a real sense of the natural order of life in this post and the cycle renewing. Thanks for sharing! I am a Creative Life Coach with a poetry blog and today’s here is today’s in case you have time to look? It is also a villanelle!

    https://peacockpoetryblog.wordpress.com/2019/04/05/blurred-lines/

    I am also on Instagram as #coachingcreatively, let’s follow each other if you use this medium? You can also find me on Facebook under Sam Allen wearing a bright red and orange hat!

    I love connecting with fellow creatives as you can see!

    Sunny greetings from Switzerland!

    Sam 🙂

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