All He Saw Was Her Hand – A Villanelle

All he saw was her hand
Lilly white like a dove
Love had bloomed unplanned

The others didn’t understand
How he could now love
All he saw was her hand

Nor could they see his demand
That she never wear a glove
Love had bloomed unplanned

Her word would’ve been his command
Like a voice come down from above
All he saw was her hand

He worked till he could not stand
And would do more with but a shove
Love had bloomed unplanned.

Around her finger he fit a band
No more did his heart rove
All he saw was her hand
Love had bloomed unplanned


All this is is an experiment with the poetic style known as a villanelle. As far as I know, there’s no real meaning to it.


Except it’s kind of sort of inspired by Theodore Sturgeon‘s Bianca’s Hands.

Which might mean it has a meaning after all…

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