excuse me while i kiss this guy. er, the sky.

[amberdowny]

I can already hear my professor. It's cliched, it's poetic. The first line of the second stanza originally read "I'd mention Mom, tell you she's still a whore" but I decided that was a bad idea. Haha. This be a villanelle. The only thing I didn't do was iambic pentameter, but I did the rhyming right (mostly...I cheated a little with hopin'), the syllables right, the repetition right. I am awesome. Yeah, no. Anyway. Have a poem.

Once More

If only I could see you, just once more,
I’d babble on for hours, filling you in.
I would beg you not to walk out the door.

I’d talk about Mom, then wonder “what for?”
And then I’d move on, talk about Franklin.
If only I could see you, just once more.

We would talk about politics and war,
have the old arguments you always win.
I would beg you not to walk out the door.

I’d bring up the future, say I’m not sure.
You’d suggest lawyer, I’d shake my head, grin.
If only I could see you, just once more.

We’d talk of everything we did before,
but run out of time just as we begin.
I would beg you not to walk out the door.

I’ve become someone, Dad, who you’d really adore.
You’d be proud of me, at least I’m hopin’.
If I could see you, just once more,
I would beg you not to walk out the door.