A Dirge (Villanelle)

My heart keeps drinking shadows of the moon;
I’ve drowned before in darkness when it’s bright;
My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon 

For silent strands to weave a dark cocoon,
Once blinded by the sweetness of the light. 
My heart keeps drinking shadows of the moon

While crying tearless tears of a monsoon,
I’m choking on the shapelessness of night. 
My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon,

Your voice no longer readily in tune,
Released from pain its bitter mortal plight;
My heart keeps drinking shadows of the moon.

Your face a brightly piercing wild harpoon
Would leave me as a guardian with no sight;
My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon

Believing it will one day be immune;
Until the light and darkness can unite,
My heart keeps drinking shadows of the moon;
My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon.

2018 © Sonya Annita Song

19 thoughts on “A Dirge (Villanelle)

  1. It’s hard to comment on a poem like this. To say I like it, sounds so trite. You describe grief from a personal level, from a well understood place. Thank you for writing this.

    1. And thank you for your generous words. Grief will always be personal, but I hope it has not been abstracted beyond recognition.

  2. I agree with Mary in that “Like” doesn’t cut it. I love the imagery. It all tells a deep and abiding understanding of grief and loss, yet not total loss. There is a note of strength and courage. Thank You.

    1. Thank you as well for your encouraging words.

      1. You’re welcome and thanks again 🙂

  3. My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon… Amazing.

  4. I love the imagery.
    So evocative!
    – Vanessa

    1. I’m glad you think so. Your kind words are much appreciated. 🙂

  5. From a fan of the Villanelle your description very well versed.

    1. I am very happy you think so! Thank you. 🙂

  6. You write this form so beautifully, it flows from my lips like butter when I read it aloud! The imagery is so vivid…I can feel it with all my senses and for that, I thank you for writing such a beauty and allowing me to `feel` this moment of grief in company of your words. Bravo, ma chère!

    1. And thank you for making my words so much more beautiful than they could ever be alone. 🙂

  7. “My eyes keep spinning silence with a spoon”; what a wonderfully evocative line! Beautiful, sad poem.

    1. Thank you for your kind words. Always greatly appreciated. 🙂

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