Villanelle for Sunday: She Waits in Snow-filled Lanes

This isn’t a true villanelle in the Dylan Thomas style.  Perhaps that’s a good thing.  Maybe not.

She Waits in Snow-filled Lanes

She watches his slow rolling gait
as he pushes through white, the tenor
of his voice forcing her to wait.

His eyes with crinkles in the corner
alight upon her face back-lit by snow.
She stuffs down her sense of horror

that he might notice her heart low
within her eyes; that she might feel
more than he is ready to know.

So with hands deep in pockets of teal,
his warm breath fanning her cheek,
she waits on his mouth to heal

all that has come before.  And weak
though she might be, she hopes
he will take hold of hand and seek

something farther than this moment
with feet sunk inches in snow
and toes too frozen for movement,
toward whatever the future might hold.


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4 thoughts on “Villanelle for Sunday: She Waits in Snow-filled Lanes

  1. tikiman1962 says:

    First of all, I am (and have been) impressed by your poetic voice, word choice, ability to take the “everyday” and seek out the poetic within it. But, I am even more impressed that you chose a form and a not too easy one to manipulate at that. I guess that calls for double kudos (or Oreos and ice cream, whatever you use to celebrate.)
    Keep at it, girl.

  2. Suzanne Haney says:

    wow… i seriously have goosebumps… had to go back for a read aloud.

    thank you for sharing your talent. this is amazing.

  3. mfryhover says:

    Amazing! I’m gonna be honest here: I don’t know much (okay, anything) about the villanelle poetry form other than what I surmised as I read your poem. I am, however, somewhat familiar with Dylan Thomas. I loved what you did here. Truly.

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