Catch Some Wide Eye

Mousy Little Villanelle


soft, soft is the bed beneath our feet
brought by the large, red hand of fear
the sky pours down the grain we eat

we run in circles just to meet
the dreams that tickle in our ear
soft, soft is the bed beneath our feet

familiar is the path we beat
behind a glass that’s always clear
the sky pours down the grain we eat

the hand invades, but death we cheat:
a danger that’s unsettling near
soft, soft is the bed beneath our feet

small are the pellets that we excrete
when we gallop away like tiny deer
the sky pours down the grain we eat

but still, we keep exceedingly neat
and are more shrewd than we appear
soft, soft is the bed beneath our feat
the sky pours down the grain we eat

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2 thoughts on “Mousy Little Villanelle

  1. I like villanelles and I liked yours.

  2. “soft, soft is the bed beneath our feat
    the sky pours down the grain we eat”
    just wonderful.

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