Moonlight Villanelle
by ianblackpoet
As moonlight washes over me,
This little world is nothing but
An island in the endless sea.
I wait and wish to wander free,
Imbued with everlasting hope
As moonlight washes over me.
All things we stoop to build will be
Forgotten, as we cultivate
An island in the endless sea.
I stand upon the shore and see
A blazing star ascend the sky,
As moonlight washes over me.
The march of time will hear no plea,
No voice amid the darkness of
An island in the endless sea.
I’ve come to realise that we
Are blessed to watch it all unfold…
As moonlight washes over me,
An island in the endless sea.
Ian Stewart Black 
Reblogged this on The Mirror Obscura and commented:
Ian Black has written an interesting well thought out piece here. Though it is not in my particular style I think it is very good. >KB
This is so beautiful. It feels like lyrics to a song…is there music in your heart? Thank you..look forward to exploring your blog. Blessitude 🙂
Lovely
Reblogged this on quirkywritingcorner and commented:
Lovely poem. It’s words are soothing and relaxing.
Stunning. Totally stunning!
So musical. Well done.
Wonderful villanelle. So difficult to find lines that can bear the stress of repetition and the nuanced shift in meaning.
This is just brilliant!
I thank you, it warms my heart to know that another on this earth appreciates poetry.
Oh yes, our kind have not gone extinct!