Except My Pen - Modified Villanelle
Rinita is a creative writer, with focus on poetry. She delves into several forms including Haiku/Senryu, Sonnets, Free Verse, and Prose.
Background
This poem is written from the perspective of a person who suffers from partial amnesia. She can remember certain things, and certain other things are either jumbled up or she cannot figure them out at all. She also remembers she is supposed to meet someone, someone special, but cannot remember other details. She tries to name each and every object she comes across, in some she succeeds, in others her efforts go in vain. However, the only thing she remembers is that feeling she gets when she holds her pen, because writing is in her blood, and that is where she tries to stop and draw her other partial memories in.
The writer and her pen
The Poem
Memories lost at thy solemn feet
Vacuum spiraling vaguely upward
Said this is where we’ll meet
Savage and intertwined
They rock me from my soul
Memories lost at thy solemn feet
I pick up the grass or so
Green, the color can speak
Said this is where we’ll meet
Roads that go to a distance
Encapsulated journeys strike
Memories lost at thy solemn feet
Clouds, grey, white, and blue?
The shade of a tree, the bird unnamed
Said this is where we’ll meet
A crumpled piece of old twig
Accustomed yet unjustified
Memories lost at thy solemn feet
Ink that flows through the vein
All disarrayed, except for my pen
Memories lost at thy solemn feet
Said this is where we’ll meet
