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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

As Christened Ships Set Sail – A Villanelle










Each maiden voyage has its’ stowaway
I backseat-rode the minivan with Jen
My mother came along on my first date

My father gave me cash enough to pay
For dinner lest my lovely date should spend
Each maiden voyage has its’ stowaway

Her father bought a boutonnière to trade
For mum my mother made with bow and pin
My mother came along on my first date

Both our teeth in braces as we face
The camera in her family’s humble den
Each maiden voyage has its’ stowaway

Dropped off at homecoming game and parade
But soon enough she picked us up again
My mother came along on my first date

She promised Jenny’s parents we’d be safe
She promised we would have her home by ten
Each maiden voyage has its’ stowaway

My mother came along on my first date

4 Comments:

  • At 9/19/2007 1:46 AM, Blogger --matt g said…

    i had to write a poem about my first date for my creative writing class

    this baby is a villanelle...an old French closed form poem...

    it is in iambic pentameter
    with a strict rhyme scheme
    and a pair of refrains that
    adhere to the poetic tradition
    of villanelles which includes
    "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night" by Dylan Thomas

    http://www.bigeye.com/donotgo.htm

     
  • At 9/21/2007 10:38 AM, Blogger D.O. said…

    That's cool. I like that style.

     
  • At 9/23/2007 1:30 AM, Blogger faith. said…

    wow i love you! this is great, man. it's so fun! you really are buckling down, huh? i knew it. i think i've heard you talk about your mom coming on your first date, right? at least your mom is fun.

     
  • At 10/02/2007 5:23 PM, Anonymous handsome devil said…

    This is great stuff, Matt.

     

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