If teardrops could be bottled

I am in a contemplative mood. I think it may have been that event at Q in Colorado, my trip to Boston or just because it's Fall. I also love it when another blogger's post sparks mine. This one was written because Debra posted about creative writing tips, and advised everybody two write in a Victorian style. I decided to try an AI generated villanelle because obviously, I am not good at writing poetry. I can barely type my name. 

Jacob's Torment - The Villanelle Of The Ring

A Villanelle by Sixpence

Jacob couldn't stop thinking about the ring

It was just so light and green

But he could never forget the sting

That morning, Jacob was shocked by the wing

He had to calm himself with a convene

Jacob couldn't stop thinking about the ring

Later, he realised that the ring was bling

He tried to focus on a queen

But he could never forget the sting

Jaffar tried to distract him with a sling

Said it was time to start thinking about a screen

Jacob couldn't stop thinking about the ring

Jacob took action like a swing

The ring was becoming too lean

But he could never forget the sting

Jacob nosedived like a golden king

His mind became dangerously mean

Jacob couldn't stop thinking about the ring

But he could never forget the sting

So there it is. Welcome to my brain on a special day. I find writing liberating, hence this blog. It’s better than chocolate and cheaper than therapy. 

XOXO

P.S. I still love Billie Eillish.