Best Rondel Poems

Oh, could I be a child again.
Mommy and Daddy standing by
My hurts to kiss, my tears to dry,
When life was easy, little pain.

I sang and played in sun and rain.
The days of childhood too soon fly.
Oh, could I be a child again,
Mommy and Daddy standing...

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Trois Par Huit--Tanka--Rondel

**A Love In Transition**


My mission,
this love in transition.
Started, a platonic love as friends.

It was not my intent, no more can I pretend.
These impending changes, remissed as I contend.
The muse of my latest poetry,

potent, our chemistry.
Hopefully!!


Am I a villain,
a wolf cloaked in sheep clothing
causing...

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Beggar-boy quiet watched eyes lavender blue
 One look of buried winter songs chiseled at my soul.
 Tattered earlobe sullen deaf bored with a hole
Flash of pride, lightning wells I could not look into.

Saw the velvet violin case and bore a hole there too 
Molded pride...

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The  silence

And  the  antiseptic  air .

The sound  of  pain

In  that  dreaded  chair .

Your  jaw  now  dead

With  a  tongue  to  choke .

"RIGHT ! ,  you're  next  Seán...

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Spring  
Rain falls
Roses burst blooming
Gardens all need grooming in
Spring...

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Rondel

Listen as my heart softly speaks to you.
Can you hear the rhythm of each beat?
You're the reason my heart feels complete;
And I wonder where I'd be without you inside me.

Baby without your love, living wouldn't be a guarantee
But I know nothing in life is concrete.
Listen...

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My first time,
Sexual pleasures climbed,
Was with an experienced lover.

She handled me so gently under the cover;
Knowing I had never been taught by another.

Protecting my fragile male ego;
Unleashed my libido
Down below.

This first love of mine,
Through her kindness and patience,
Was, to me, divine.
Forever, to her in debt
For...

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My mind follows, where heart can not lead, 
Thriving on pain,inside me,is an empty well 
I think I've found a way out of this dread, 
To stop pain, from my past to dwell. 

Wounds can now be healed,no longer bred, 
Don't bother to call me,I...

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Rondel Pain

Poetry can inflict pain like a sharp rondel dagger, 
Encircling each word with bigoted judgments on hand. 
Down a spiral staircase a poet’s thoughts may stagger. 
Semi-circular fashioned, ideas traverse memories’ span.            

Hysterical,...

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Why can't spring
last as a deep feeling,
and remain joyful and eternal?

What makes this season so vital and wonderful...
adorning our earth with flowers so delightful?
Who is so dubious to disclaim it? 

True faith admits no doubt...
will the heart?
  
My spring was too brief,
only desire outlived...

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Sleep well my darling and your dreams 
of us be at Paris spring time
Rue Du Chat Qui Pêche it seems
Will forever now remain prime
In my mind what the street name means
Street of the fishing cat and I’m
Remembering the many schemes
of us at Paris spring time
When...

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A Rondel for Donald Trump

As those Fake News polls keep coming 'round
And their predictions drag you down,
Just face the music like a Man
Deny it all, the best you can:
Try to deny that deepening frown.

There is, alas, an ever-growing sound
A quiet voice ever gaining ground
That makes...

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Her hair is the color of spun gold,

Her lips like the petals of a rose!

Her teeth like white pearls that the gods chose,

 A visage of wonder to behold.

 

Her  great beauty has not been half told

 An intelligence is hers that shows; ...

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Literature

is the creation of words:

funny, sad, dramatic, tragic or satirical...

so adored by writers,

to appease their exploding passion through

literature!


Literature

is verse or prose...

seen by different eyes;

its works outlast us:

excellence is the essence in

literature!


Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci...

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Spring
by Charles d'Orleans (c.1394-1465)
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and arcs,
like ecstatic sparks
struck from coal.

What is their brazen goal?

They grab at whatever passes,
so we can only hazard guesses.
But they rear like prancing steeds
raked by brilliant...

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