The dawning sky with all its brilliant hue will soon be gone
The rugged mountains’ misty morning view will soon be gone
We take an early morning stroll, return with dampened feet
The diamond-droplets of the daily dew will soon be gone
We stand there in the sunlight, let our bodies melt to one
The warm embraces of two sweethearts true will soon be gone
We cuddle playfully, while mindful of your weakened state
The universe of joy that once we knew will soon be gone
We snuggle on the love seat then to watch the flickering flames
I’ll miss you so, sweet Abigail, for you will soon be gone
Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
A poem written in an odd number closed couplets (5 minimum, 25 maximum)
The theme is love, particularly the pain of love.
The lines are isosyllabic (all the same length), though the particular length is at the poet’s discretion.
The couplets contain internal monorhyme and a refrain.
Rhyme scheme: AA bA cA dA eA
The author’s name or pen name often appears in the last line, or at least a reference to it.
This one is written in iambic heptameter.