Rondel Poems - Poems about Rondel

Every day is getting longer, find your natural remedy; Bathe in sunshine and the sea, run with spontaneous thunder; A flush is dragging you under, leading you to serenity; Every day is getting longer, find your natural remedy; Intensity has gone darker, it happens almost too slowly; Always returning faithfully, poetic sunrays grow stronger; Every day is getting longer....

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Grateful for my blistered anger propelled by a tolerance break; Awe can put an end to slander when it’s about all you can take; Most of the time I curb dander, often it’s gone with a handshake; Grateful for my blistered anger propelled by a tolerance break; Mashed up processes meander leaking out into fists that shake; Some may be slow on the uptake trying...

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Just languishing in la la land holding on with the tightest grip; That mundane day is such a trip, ignoring a good time is banned; A severe lifestyle becomes fanned with the start of a grande courtship; Just languishing in la la land holding on with the tightest grip; At no time knowing where you stand can cause what is stable to slip; You...

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In sprechgesang the woman spoke, she hoped for a soft translation; While she sought to relieve tension, that feeling inside of her woke; Her warm smile wore a foreign cloak which veiled an obscure emotion; In sprechgesang the woman spoke, she hoped for a soft translation; Every ounce of self control broke wandering through this delusion; A clear mind can end confusion, provide a path through...

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Welcome, Summer by Geoffrey Chaucer loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft, since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather and driven away her long nights’ frosts. Saint Valentine, in the heavens aloft, the songbirds sing your praises together! Now welcome, Summer, with your sun so soft, since you’ve banished Winter with her icy weather. We have good...

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Look at where your behavior led, to the candles in my bedroom; Close enough to smell my perfume; Come, tear into this silken thread; You may use the nickname instead, I tend to call it a playroom; Look at where your behavior led, to the candles in my bedroom; Wax dripping where it’s intended, your glow on me turns to a plume; Ready to give...

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I crave the quiet not the dark, filled with such a heavy feeling; The silence so overwhelming always obliterates that spark; This ship you can’t disembark, even as your mind’s left reeling; I crave the quiet not the dark, filled with such a heavy feeling; On my psyche it’s left it’s mark, vital blood begins congealing; As I stare up at the ceiling, I crave...

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Like the faint ray of sun on an autumn day, Thou alluring Josephus, bring all my warmth. Trestles on trees crunch while the birds play; And all the stars sparkle as if it was the fourth. Crossing paths with displeasing actions, Worrisome over my fleeting hereafter, You are the calming force of my interactions. The gracious beauty of mine rejoices in laughter. Till...

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A stellar sight delights the eyes when comes the night from passing day and ends sun’s starring matinée with drama of the darkened skies. The world assumes nocturnal guise as songbirds hush their roundelay. A stellar sight delights the eyes when comes the night from passing day. Will once again a sun arise somewhere somehow so poets may in other lyric rondels say long after earthly...

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Without your love, I’ll be forever lost in a world of hurt and pain. Without your love, what will I gain? I’ll flow in life like a sad river. Why can't we be again together? Why can't we happily walk in the rain? Without your love, I’ll be forever lost in a world of hurt and pain. Ah, all the memories that I...

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Rondels, Roundels and Rondeaux These are poetic forms similar to villanelles, with refrains (repeated lines) and sometimes double refrains. Rondel: Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty") by Geoffrey Chaucer loose translation/interpretation Michael R. Burch Your eyes slay me suddenly; their beauty I cannot sustain, they wound me so, through my heart keen. Unless your words heal me hastily, my heart's wound will remain green; for your eyes...

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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 you grasp at each more desperate plan To salvage your sinking...

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Three Roundels by Geoffrey Chaucer I. Merciles Beaute ("Merciless Beauty") by Geoffrey Chaucer translation by Michael R. Burch Your eyes slay me suddenly; their beauty I cannot sustain, they wound me so, through my heart keen. Unless your words heal me hastily, my heart's wound will remain green; for your eyes slay me suddenly; their beauty I cannot sustain. By all truth, I tell you faithfully that...

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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 spurs of need, Young lovers. Oft in My Thought by Charles d'Orleans (c.1394-1465) translation/modernization...

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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 you were in your denim jeans And we made Eiffel Tower...

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