When poets explode

[Leanne]

I like your villanelles Leanne, silly or not. Here's an example of how much better they are than mine:


When we rock out, the stadium crowd
always tears the proscenium down --
while we shout out these songs against guitars so loud,

so distorted with feedback, that people have vowed
that their ears did so bleed from the sound.
When we rock out the stadium crowd

with our gladius swords, all the stands overcrowd --
like the old coliseums of Rome -- they all pound
on the bleachers while shouting our lyrics out loud.

Hey man, rock to the roll! Get up! Dance! Make us proud!
You have got to get up if you wanna get down
when we rock out the stadium crowd.

It is silly, this vill I am writing aloud.
it is more than just silly as bringing in clowns
while we shout out these songs against guitars so loud

I can't hear from this ear anymore. I have cowed
myself, quit. I can't finish it. Dammit. I frown
when we rock out the stadium crowd,
while we shout out these songs against guitars so loud.

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Oops, three footed refrain. Lol

Made me laugh... job done