We did not so much fall as…

saunter vaguely downwards,

wrapped up in each other.

 

You brought the sky along,

strung like a child’s balloon.

We did not so much fall as…

 

Drifted like seeds let loose,

wandered a little lost,

wrapped up in each other.

 

Settled, we marked here

a strip of green we’d found,

we did not so much fall as…

 

Play house and families.

Make believe until made real,

wrapped up in each other.

 

Whispered this is what souls

are made of.

We did not so much fall as

wrap up in each other.

 

Day Five’s prompt is to include one of the following (1) the villanelle form, (2) lines taken from an outside text, and/or (3) phrases that oppose each other in some way.

Now I’m aware that this is not a perfect Villanelle. I was halfway through the draft before I’d realised that I’d forgotten about the rhyming scheme but since I’m not a fan of rewriting to make something rhyme I decided to just run with what I had.

The lines taken from an outside text are “did not so much fall as saunter vaguely downwards” (Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett ‘Good Omens’) and “whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same” (Emily Bronte ‘Wuthering Heights’). I didn’t quote the second exactly as I couldn’t quite work out how to without wrenching the tone of the poem completely.

*In addition, the Good Omens quote also fits nicely with phrases that oppose each other in some way, so two birds, one stone, two prompts, one quote.