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Eris, my blade, the accurst villanelle (Villanelle) by SupremeDreamer

With cursed pen I craft this villanelle, its shape a blade whose lustre shant fade but of course that don't mean it'll sell. Never-the-less I am sure it shall cut well. Even if this days' end leaves me unpaid, with my curs'd pen I craft this villanelle. This blade struck, echoes a shrill knell; close to flesh, it'll make a man afraid, but of course that don't mean it'll sell. Used with skill, it shall bid you farewell; its thirst and thrust men can not evade. With cursed pen I've crafted this villanelle. If unsold, within my sheath it shall dwell, till a foes flesh stirs it to swiftly invade; once it has slain, this blade I shant sell. It'll serve me well, my blade from hell; a weapon well worth a day left unpaid. With cursed pen I've crafted this villanelle; and death with its keen edge is what I sell.

SupremeDreamer 13-Mar-04/1:26 PM
Yeah, that pretty much informed me of what I knew not.. now I just need to figure what to use to get that meter right and not screw the sound of it.. I'll figure that out later on and post a second version, that or start a fresh one with attention to meter. Its a slight crutch I have; if I don't start out with meter in mind I get stuck correcting later in frustration.

Oh, did I apply the apostrophe's correctly? thats all. Thank you for explaining it to me.




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