Walking through the dunes the scent of gorse reminds me of sun cream, our bike rides to the sea. It’s your birthday today. You would have been sixty-eight. I can imagine you silver-haired, your smile and wit still bouncing.
meditating the circles and spirals of a driftwood root ball the place in our lives you held still dearly in our hearts
After a cold start the mist rolls back across the water. It’s been quite a night, according to the driftwood. The air seems innocent. In the midst of clouds we see glimpses of those who once walked here with us, their faces turning towards the light.
Sarah at dVerse Poets invites us to write a Villanelle this month and this is our first contribution. Our second contribution has now been published at Where Seasons Meet and our third contribution Worth Waiting For can be found on our sister blog Tranature.
A Villanelle is a French verse form consisting of five three-line stanzas and a final quatrain, with the first and third lines of the first stanza repeating alternately in the following stanzas. These two refrain lines form the final couplet in the quatrain (the Poetry Foundation)
The prompt at dVerse remains open if you want to participate and there are now more than seventy contributions for you to enjoy.
Wishing you all a beautiful Tuesday,
with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/3.5 – 1/2000 s – ISO 100, f/3.2 – 1/2000 s – ISO 100 and f/3.5 – 1/1000 s – ISO 100.