Category villanelles,

And Beyond

Glowing Moon ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ If I could build a city on the moon Would it be best to hire workers who know? Earth’s cities built by those arrived too soon. Claimed land by the lake where I hear the loon. Divert to my crops; I control the flow. If I could build […]

Fair Weather, Raging Storm

  ~~~~~ Searching for love may make us feel forlorn. In a stark noon’s light, will it fit the norm? Still, dusk to dawn, somebody has love sworn. Soulmates, children, parents, siblings are born. Will we recognize love in any form? Searching for love may make us feel forlorn. We pursue love; search from sunset […]