Today's prompt is to write a terzanelle, a repetitive form that mixes the terza and the villainelle forms. (For details see www.napowrimo.net)
I actually liked this form once I tried it. There's something very haunting about the repetitive lines...
Terzanelle in Time of Nostalgia
I am nostalgic for so many things.
Those leafy green days of youth, gone.
The future a coin I was saving to spend,
possibility I could flip at will.
This is how it happens: fast but slow.
Those leafy green days of youth, gone.
Age is no merry weather walk.
The past a memory mixed with dream.
This is how it happens: fast but slow.
Always on the verge of crossing over,
I lived on the threshold of days.
The past a memory mixed with dream.
Verdant vision in every direction.
Time advances in longings and leaps.
I lived on the threshold of days.
But now the years recede and horizon narrows.
I am nostalgic for so many things.
Time advances in longings and leaps.
The future a coin I was saving to spend.
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