A PoemTo Villanelle

You are as repetitive as an echo

Moving like the waves with marine musicality

Yes, the high and low tides of ebb and flow

The poet’s pen the wind will blow

To lick the waves upon your sea

You are as repetitive as an echo

Your words carry galleons and yachts while letters billow

And seagulls’ screams try to break any monotony

Yes, the high and low tides of ebb and flow

Into a hypnotic dream you grow

Your readers to be in poetry

You are as repetitive as an echo

With your nineteen lines you show

And rhymes you display so truly

Yes, the high and low tides of ebb and flow

Bestow the rhythm you throw

The arching and breaking of the sea

You are as repetitive as an echo

Yes, the high and low tides of ebb and flow