MY FIRST VILLANELLE
There’s nothing quite like a glass of wine
and if, as you sip it, you’ve nothing to do
feel free to read this poem of mine.
For reasons I find quite hard to define
This poem was something I had to pursue.
There’s nothing quite like a glass of wine.
So find a chair in a comfortable shrine,
and take off your shoes if that suites you.
Feel free to read this poem of mine.
Open a bottle of the fruit of the vine,
purse your lips and begin to imbue.
There’s nothing quite like a glass of wine.
First I must warn you the words do entwine
so take it slowly and try not to miscue.
Feel free to read this poem of mine.
The writing of this took such a long time,
for me, you see, it was something quite new.
There’s nothing quite like a glass of wine,
feel free to read this poem of mine.
Michael Edwards © March 2017