Stephen Wylie

Freshman - 943 Points (Glasgow)

Villanelle From Hell - Poem by Stephen Wylie

We've no cause for celebration,
For surely you can see,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

There's a general consternation,
Amid mutual hypocrisy,
We've no cause for celebration.

There's no verbal constipation,
So the bullshit's flowing free,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

They use no rational consideration,
And so thus I can foresee,
No cause for celebration.

They're hell-bent on confrontation,
Won't hear moderation's plea,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

This war-dog Administration
Call mob rule democracy;
We've no cause for celebration,
We're a messed-up kind of nation.

Topic(s) of this poem: fashion

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My first villanelle, and probably last, but I thought I'd give it a go. Current news is a major downer.

Comments about Villanelle From Hell by Stephen Wylie

  • Freshman - 823 Points Juan Olivarez (5/6/2014 7:34:00 PM)

    Good job. I never could get the feel foe villaneles. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (4/26/2014 7:10:00 PM)

    Boy, you pegged this one right! Nicely done! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 26, 2014

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