Rondeau Redouble Poems | Rondeau Redouble Examples

Dancing in Boulogne-Sur-Mer I was dancing in Boulogne-Sur-Mer when a young woman stopped me, and said, “Madame, you are superbe.” She told me twice, Madame you are superbe But I didn’t feel superb. Hadn’t for a long time, if ever at all. How is superb supposed to feel when you're dancing in Boulogne-Sur-Mer? Later I visited my doctor to ask if...

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The axe boasts not, nor lets arrogance reign. By whose hand did buds sprout forth from Aaron’s rod? Balaam kept blessing God’s people, was all this in vain? Can man know the might and mind of Almighty God? Man is a means by which our Lord will prod other men who govern this world’s domain. When success is...

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What is the future of the Human race The USA’ is no leader today Wrecking the natural world -a disgrace Netanyahu is a war thug forevermore The mid east war -total insanity Humans act horrible I do deplore What is the karma of Humanity ? Two polar fates for Humans I embrace Green party politics can save the...

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Bones ache, yet heart sings our Lord's praise, He accepts us just as we are, Unmerited grace does amaze, For He has led us safe thus far. He is that shining Morning Star, Who sets my heart, with joy, ablaze, His love for us is beyond par, Bones ache, yet heart sings our Lord's praise....

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The thoughts we think, what is their source Emotes rise and fall in a blink It’s clear that love employs no force Time is now head and heart to link Dark desires and fears, our heart’s chink Heartfelt penance follows remorse Else waywardness will make us sink The thoughts we think, what is their source It’s better we change our...

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There are two kinds of light - the glow that illuminates, and the glare that obscures. James Thurber I hid my light, feared my own glare I'd just sit quietly to dream As rejection, I could not bear When lack internal self esteem Though sometimes lit by a moonbeam The nighttime when my heart I bare My sense of self I could...

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Collaboration with Hat Bueckert HB lines 1, 3, stanza 2, 4, lines 21, 23, 25 DD lines 2, 4, stanza 3, 5, lines 22, 24 A plague cursed, until death they dance Until forever lasts this plight Moving hypnotic deep in trance Onlookers revel at the sight From days to weeks, from dawn til' night Hysteria spread the expanse Collapse in exhaust by firelight A...

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The Dancing Plague of 1518: Collaboration with Dilly Dally A plague cursed, until death they dance Until forever lasts this plight Moving hypnotic deep in trance Onlookers revel at the sight From days to weeks, from dawn til' night Hysteria spread the expanse Collapse in exhaust by firelight A plague cursed, until death they dance Can I dance myself free perchance Repent and be rid...

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Head and heart we know; where is soul Let’s find the truth; game’s hide and seek Once we know, we play our true role Blocking wasteful energy leak First things first; know we’re strong, not weak Soul’s living light, scriptures extol Let’s go within, take a sneak peek Head and heart we know; where is soul We feel not joyful, feel not whole We’ve...

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I've since looked at Kiss IV by Munch about his relationship with Tulla Larsen and may revisit poem this as I feel differently about this painting now... Inspired by the painting by Edvard Munch - Eye in Eye. Which I explored as free verse yesterday. I have attempted to do this within restrictive form but prefer...

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How I longed for and every morn, For a decadent slice of cake, At beginning of every dawn, Was hooked, my heart did often ache. Not fussy, fairy cake or bun, To be sweet, I was for sure born, Rain, snow, mist, hail or scorching sun, How I longed for and every morn. Traveled cities so far and wide, At seven sharp did often...

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It is by God’s grace, rich and free That makes my life wondrously blest Midst surprises of divine glee Marked with miracles for faith’s crest. Existence inside loving nest Of home around kind sharing spree Always prevails with cheerful zest It is by God’s grace, rich and free. Beyond doubts of survival plea Despite challenging trial test I’m propped by Christ to Whom I...

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Teaching Practice has highs and lows. Highs smell like such strong aroma, Lows are odours bearing no woes. No wonder it’s no diploma. Experience has its own drama. Highs were blissful chapters of prose. Lows led me to a fake coma. Teaching Practice has highs and lows. Received drawings of a pink rose, Sang songs for kids’ panorama, Obviously, the line would unclose. Highs smell like...

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There’s Always A Call There’s always a call to dream more, No hindrance for another goal; We do not know what is in store, Our fate will continue to roll. As long as we have a good soul, God pours His blessings to the core; Just always pray for strengths and all, It’s never too late to dream more. It’s always nice to fly...

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Floating above waves wept his child Her arms flailing to sustain life As fierce currents engulfed and smiled Tormenting the souls fleeing strife Frenzied escape from plunged nonlife On that makeshift vessel they piled Giving up home, life for a life Floating above waves wept his child Seeking a land of peace, beguiled He sought hope for daughter and wife “Your house, safe passage,”...

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