A Villanelle Wishes Itself into Existence

I want to be a villanelle.
It's the poem I want to be.
It's a form that suits me well.

Other verse forms can go to Hell.

I won't be a sonnet, haiku, or elegy.

I want to be a villanelle.

Other forms just will not gel.

I think that you will agree.

It's a form that suits me well.

I wish it with every fiber, every cell.

Only one thing will bring me glee.

I want to be a villanelle.

That's my desire in a nutshell.

The lines of each stanza shall number three.

It's a form that suits me well.

I have fallen under the spell

of this form of poetry.

I want to be a villanelle.

It's a form that suits me well. - Jeff Barnes