I Was Not There
I was not there to see your sunrise
when the first rays of light
pierced the darkness
and ruddy fire burst upon the horizon
I was not there
I was not there to see your morning
your dewy green
filled with wonder and exploration
light and life
I was not there
I was not there to see your noonday
when heat was at its prime
and shadows disappeared
beneath your feet
I was not there
But I was there to see your evening
the lengthening shadows on the ground
gray clouds and thunder
and the rain
I was there
And I will stay to watch your sunset
when ruddy fire bursts once again
upon the horizon…
and when it fades and yields to darkness
I’ll be there still
Copyright © 2018 Abigail Gronway – All Rights Reserved
Welcome to my series, Incremental Poetry, where each week the featured poem will be one line longer than the one I share the week before. I have no idea how long I’ll keep this up, so we’ll just have to wait and see. Thank you for stopping by.
Scansion:
Free Verse
In the absence of rhyme and meter, Free Verse depends upon elements such as rhythm, alliteration, and metaphor to set it apart from prose. It is much more than a sentence with odd line breaks. The line breaks are placed deliberately and contribute to a proper interpretation of the poem. Punctuation and capitalization are at the whim of the poet.
About the Poem:
This poem is one of my personal favorites—not because I consider it my best work, but because of the significance of the “you” in the poem. I could not think of a better verse to give you, my reader, to close out the year 2018.
Dark Side of the Moon 