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A Rondel is a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.
The first time I met you I knew,
I would be foolish to fall in love
Although your hand fit mine like a glove
There wasn’t room in your life for two.
As time went by, my feelings grew,
but I hid them in shadows thereof.
The first time I met you I knew
I would be foolish to fall in love.
Once as I gazed into your eyes of blue,
I prayed to the Heavens above
that you’d never guess, even an inkling of
the tenderest feelings I’d hidden from you.
The first time I met you I knew.
Heartbreakingly beautiful. Well done
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Thank you weejars! 🙂
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you captured so much with this form.
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Thank you, msjadeli. It was challenging.
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I love what you do with words!
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Thank you, Jeff. I appreciate your comments. 🙂
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The illustration is perfect for this….and oh how true that phrase is for many…”the first time I met you, I knew”….and how heartbreakingly lovely or destructive that can be.
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Thank you lillian. Heartbreakingly lovely and destructive as heck, That’s love for ya!
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Yes and no–for me, going with my gut, with first impressions has sent me on several fool’s journeys. But it is quite romantic, kind of Emily Dickinson, to follow the premise of your piece.
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Thank you, Glenn!
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Lovely rondel.
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Thank you!
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kaykuala
the tenderest feelings I’d hidden from you.
The first time I met you I knew.
Beautiful rondel in remembrance of the dear one in one’s life!
Hank
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Thank you mhmp77. It truly came from the heart. Much appreciated!
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A tricky form, neatly formed and perfect for this love poem, Susan.
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Thank you so much, Kim. It was a bit of a challenge. 🙂
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Unrequited love always stays with us. (K)
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It certainly does. It’s like a zit that won’t go away. 😉
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The form is well written and the repetition works so well for the topic of love unfulfilled.
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Interesting form and it seems to draw your poem to a very rounded ending linked to the beginning. A rather sad take on how we do not use our initial instincts when love or passion overrides this.
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Hey Susan — Hi poet!. Wanted to let you know I am “temporarily” sightless in my right eye from a retinal disease. It is a struggle fir me to write, but I will still wrote my pieces, going very slowly. Reading at any length is extremely difficult, and causes painful headache — so wanted to say thanks for contributing to OLN. But I won’t be able to read what you wrote, yet I wanted to visit. I spent a little time writing this best I could with one eye, i copied it, and I am pasting it in here to say hi. Got an operation coming up in about a week when the infection is down. Hopefully things will get back to normal.thanks, Rob
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Hi Rob, Wow! Sorry to hear. Are you going to be okay? Sounds scary. Yikes! Thank you for writing to me through your pain. I’m honored! If you want, I could call you up and read some stuff to you. Let me know. My email is susanwritesprecise@gmail.com . I will keep you in my prayers.
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