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My lady of my river dreams, Rising with your crown of gold, Awaken in my sleeping friends Awareness of their broken hearts. The blessings that you’ve sent my way Are hard to catch and hard to hold But here I am with arms outstretched To touch your skirt as the day starts. If I could double all I see Like starting fresh when one book ends, I’d read again the summer day And pay no heed to the night’s charts. But now I see my way descends Towards the winter’s dark and cold.
This is an interesting poem because you use the Bref Double, and you handle that poetic form quite well with its mixture of rhymed and unrhymed lines. I particularly like the feminisation of your vision and that fine suggestive line about wanting 'To touch your skirt as the day starts.'
Beautiful poem. I found the end a little too abrupt so I read it again. It's all there, you are leading us to it, I don't know why I found the cold winter arrive too unexpectedly. The words and flow match the title very well.