Here is a poem that I had to create for school. Tell me what you think! The form is a villanelle, a very hard form to write.
I lay here on my bed,
staring at the stars,
a while ago the sky was red.
Thinking of all I love and dread,
of this planet that is now ours,
I lay here on my bed.
The darkness weighs me down like lead,
Save for the moon and its deep scars,
a while ago the sky was red.
I think of all the places upon which I desire to tread,
places such as Mars,
I lay here on my bed.
The books that I have read,
taking me places afar,
a while ago the sky was red.
The sun comes up, fiery red,
Shining brightly, drowning out those stars.
I lay here on my bed,
now again the sky is red.
I lay here on my bed,
staring at the stars,
a while ago the sky was red.
Thinking of all I love and dread,
of this planet that is now ours,
I lay here on my bed.
The darkness weighs me down like lead,
Save for the moon and its deep scars,
a while ago the sky was red.
I think of all the places upon which I desire to tread,
places such as Mars,
I lay here on my bed.
The books that I have read,
taking me places afar,
a while ago the sky was red.
The sun comes up, fiery red,
Shining brightly, drowning out those stars.
I lay here on my bed,
now again the sky is red.
