Susan Daniels Poetry

Love and ice cream melt in the summer sun
frozen sweetness shifts to warm honey thick,
we revel, taste until pleasure is done

What started in joy becomes much less fun
as it melts like wax ringing round a wick
love and ice cream melt in the summer sun

When sweetness and cold at first become one
they dance on the tongue in chocolate licks,
we revel, taste until pleasure is done

And, like that ice cream, this vilanelle runs
and beads, like tears rolling down cone or stick,
love and ice cream melt in the summer sun

And fall to the earth in drips, white to dun
no slow savor, a flavor tasted quick
we revel, taste until pleasure is done

And so it is summer, here just begun
and over so quickly, passed with a lick
we revel, taste until pleasure is done
love and ice cream melt in the summer sun

***OK, my vanilla vilanelle–if I could use ice cream in a haiku, I had to see if those same images could be used in a vilanelle.  I am sure I will never try this form again.  Poet’s Billow people, you had to know someone was going to try this, and I HAD to, even though I said I would not…