This morning’s dawn was much the same
as any other day.
A silent shadow breathed my name—
I faintly heard her say:
“My dear, while you were slumbering,
my blessings I was numbering;
and dawn’s first golden ray
so timely crowned your glorious frame.
“It first alighted on your hair,
which frames your handsome face;
your faded locks bestow an air
of wisdom, age, and grace.
Your eyes, though closed, show tenderness;
I bend and kiss lips’ slenderness.
You smile, and we embrace.
Still tired, you turn and shoulder bare.
“Now sunlight shines from shoulder strong
to hand that’s always warm—
How many times you’ve righted wrong,
rebellion to reform;
then with those same hands measuring
the whole of me, and pleasuring….
One love two hands adorns;
with you I’m right where I belong.
“And underneath the sheet is more
the sun can’t shine upon.
But every member I adore—
You were my Rubicon.
Each day I cherished you anew;
my blessings were wrapped up in you.”
—I rose to find her gone,
a sable wreath upon my door.
Copyright © 2019 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.
created by Lisa Morris, a.k.a. Streambed on AllPoetry.com
Stanzaic: 4 octave stanzas
Metered: L2, L4, L7 (in each stanza) = iambic trimeter; all other lines = iambic tetrameter
Syllabic structure: 8-6-8-6-8-8-6-8 (each stanza)
Rhyme scheme: ababccba dedeffed ghghiihg jkjkllkj
Length: 32 lines
My Dear Readers
The first weekend of March I will be at my very first juried art show! That said, the next couple weeks will be dedicated to the studio, with less time given to my blogs. I will check in from time to time, but please excuse me if it takes a little while to answer comments. Thank you so much for reading! I’ll be back!