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Grocery Aisle Villanelle / After the Divorce

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Only three things I need to buy.
Aisles and aisles of things I could choose
So many options I just might cry.
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Just the makings for a martini dry –
olives and vermouth and a glass for booze.
Only three things I need to buy.
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Black, brown, oiled or cured with lye –
I just need something to infuse.
So many options I just might cry.
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Twelve kinds of vermouth that I must try.
Even the labels are enough to confuse.
Only three things I need to buy.
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Glass or plastic, upright or slanted and sly…
who cares the shape as long as it’s used?
So many options I just might cry.
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Forget the fancy drink, why bother to lie?
A couple of shots and I’ll take a snooze.
Only three things I cannot buy.
So few options I just might cry.

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About This Poem: Working on the Villanelle this week over at Chapter 38, so I’m killing two birds with one stone, as it were. Expect more villanelles this week as I a. discover and learn the form and b. try to ease the poetry burn-out I’m feeling by sticking with an organized, (gah!) rhyming form.

About Poem-A-Day: For the month of April (National Poetry Month), I’ve signed on to write a poem-a-day (eeks!). To make it slightly easier on myself, my rules are that I have to write each poem in fifteen minutes or less, and that I have to post it here on the blog as soon as I’m done. No edits. Just rough. Raw. Right out of the gate. (Of course, if you’re playing along, I hope you’ll post a link to your poem in the comments here — mainly because I’m selfish and I want to read them!)

See all my Poem-A-Day poems here.

You can also read some amazing poems-a-day over at Sage Cohen’s blog.

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