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Nightshades (Villanelle) by Bachus

I felt your Nightshades a callin'. And perfectly still I remained. Reading of dark poems by Mr. Auden Dust devil'd & depression sunken. The worker's soul's now maimed. I felt your Nightshades a callin'. The Jimson Weed turned me circadian. My breathing went unconstrained. Being of dark poems by Mr. Auden. Through his observations I've fallen' In a white room restrained. I heard your Nightshades a callin'. Tumbleweeds rolled past as an omen. Aquavitae gone, the drunk complained. Needing of more poems by Mr. Auden. A Mandrake's weighed root for bottlin'. The family portraits get reframed I knew the Nightshades were callin'. When I found of the poet, Mr. Auden.

DreamerSupreme 28-Aug-03/3:53 AM
I liked this.. one of these days i need to attack poetic forms.. btw horus, i was wondering if you knew a good website that listed the forms and had examples of how to make them. If you know a good place tell me.

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