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Hurricane Maria, Puerto Rican Villanelle

by Kristina Woodhill

the Puerto Rican sun is dipping low
old palm trees waving frantically with fright
the ship of hope has sailed with dreams in tow

on playas played the games that sands bestow
as wild Maria danced, San Juan in sight
the Puerto Rican sun is dipping low

a breath became a breeze, exhaled sorrow
Maria's eye a wide, stark staring might
the ship of hope has sailed with dreams in tow

frail sea shells cracked, soon felt each pelting blow
El Morro stood its ground, a castle's right
the Puerto Rican sun is dipping low

a people soon awash, all space aflow
no hand holds left to moor this losing fight
the ship of hope has sailed with dreams in tow

flamboyant flowers strewn across each bow
a smear of red protests the coming night
the Puerto Rican sun is dipping low
their ship of hope has sailed with dreams in tow

10/02/2017

Author's Note: Prompt at our last meet-up was to write about hopes and dreams. The villanelle form seems somewhat haunting to me in its repetition of lines. I thought it worked well for this event.

Posted on 10/02/2017
Copyright © 2017 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Jim Benz on 10/05/17 at 02:44 AM

This is fsbulous, Kristina. Villanelle was as perfect choice.

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