These Poems Are All In Progress

Of course you can say there is no final draft of a poem, if that is your point of view.  I like to think that some of my poems though, I have put enough time and thought into them to say I cannot change them any more.  This is one of those poems.  My first villanelle. Inspired by Dylan Thomas.


Elegy
by Matt Catania

Aphrodite remains her illustrious beauty complete.

What wondrous pleasures! flee ever from fools who ignore

her salient smile so sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

The Sun wakes only to love her with gentle heat.

The Stars to bed, and even though parting they abhor,

Aphrodite remains her illustrious beauty complete.

The Wind, often quick to shriek, assault and retreat

cannot help but stay if just to feel once more

her salient smile so sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

Yet we, as men, with jaded eyesight meet

a warm sun and soft breeze with awesome discontent long before

Aphrodite remains her illustrious beauty complete.

Our world rends true beauty to shreds obsolete.

Fated to a mob so dire, no love could restore

her salient smile so sweet, so sweet, so sweet.

True beauty became an elegy doomed to repeat.

Writ by the very eyes entrusted to assure

Aphrodite remains her illustrious beauty complete.

Her salient smile so sweet, so sweet, so sweet.