Wrote my first Villanelle for AP Literature. Here it is!
I
see the world in monochrome.
I
feel the world in devotion.
I
hear the world in metronome.
One
color put to use in and out of home
to
keep the norm and cause no commotion.
I
see the world in monochrome.
A
metrical tick tick, unfree to roam
from
the synchronized, fixed pulse and motion.
I
hear the world in metronome.
Varying
the hues, unafraid of the single color home
base;
each tint, tone, and shade is a brand new notion.
I
see the world in monochrome.
Staccatos
and legatos played - resonating within the dome
with
crescendo and diminuendo - orderly, yet filled with emotion.
I
hear the world in metronome.
In
one, continuous, permanent sight and sound tomb,
are
variations unknown and new found depth set in motion.
And
I still see the world in monochrome.
And I still hear the world
in metronome.
