Villanelle One Poem by Shelby Barker

Reality is but a thick mist
keeping everything certainly right
In a world where all can coexist.

Modern seas of power cendulate and resist;
for the living flotilla traveling by night,
reality is but a thick mist.

The sun and moon have tenderly kissed
and over the sky, wars they still cease to fight
In a world where all can coexist.

Consciousness is the greatest illusionist
because quintessence is flourished, and, despite,
reality is but a thick mist…

How easy could it be to twist
into a coalition with gravity, and take flight
in a world where all can coexist?

He who calls himself a malist
knows, we must regain our own sight -
Reality is but a thick mist
In a world where all can coexist.