Midas Touch (triquatrain)

Excellent write with vivid imagery. I enjoyed this read, your choice of wording was fantastic. The flow and structure were both good, but I felt the flow could've been better via punctuation. Punctuation is very important in poetry, it allows the reader to know when to pause or stop as well as adding to othe overall flow.

Overall a well written piece of poetry, keep up the great work!

Peace, Joe

Debbie,

I would like to comment on this poem of yours. I believe that in order to understand poetry, you must try and read it thoroughly if the poem is to be understood. So here I go..

Title: Midas Touch.
This is a phrase that is used to describe good fortune, specifically of a person who seems to be lucky when it comes to making money. This term derives from Greek mythology, King Midas popularly remembered for his ability to turn all object into gold by simply touching them, hence the term of phrase, Midas Touch.
So with this in mind I am imagining gold to feature, either as the ore, or the symbol of gold in greed, or maybe the colour? Let's find out?

Stanza 1:
Line 1: This first line is charming, as it rhymes twice and that always pleases me. I am unsure at this point whether that is part of this 'triquatrain' form or not, I think that it may? This first line also tells me that this poem is about nature. With the summer gone, we feel sad as the warmth fades and the colours, specifically in the trees turn to, yes Gold! I see the grand array as the changing canopies.

Line 2: Here I see the term of 'Midas touch' as a simile (is that the correct term?) of the colour golden colours. As the summer greens turn/ unfold into the autumn gold.

Line 3: The words 'dark and winter' give a depressive tone, but then it is also blended with the words 'mirth and rebirth' which symbolises new happiness. Also these two words also rhyme, so I am thinking that maybe this form requires the 1st and the 3rd line to rhyme in this way.

Line 4: This is a great descriptive line. I can see the deep bed of golden leaves and I can imagine the crunch as footfall crushes these dry, fragile leaves that will ensure the soil beneath receives the goodness and so fertilizes the tree to continue its' growth.

Stanza 2:
Line 1: Here again the double rhyme (I'm happy) Metaphors (I think) for the on-coming season of spring - A chrysalis and Mantra. A Chrysalis, a shell where an insect, such as a caterpillar would make, and then eventually hatch/ spring to reveal a new insect of beauty, a butterfly. So I see this as from the sparseness of winter to the endowment of spring. Mantra, a healing chant right? So if it were left un-sung it would be a song waiting to be sung and along with it its healing properties.

Line 2: This is a dark line. I presume that 'his' is a reference to Mr Winter? And his tomb a winters depression which makes all/ mankind feel trapped, like a tomb with no escape, right?

Line 3: Yeah, rhyme again, so I am right *goes to check syllable count throughout* Right, no set syllable count, right?
Buds breaking snow - here is such a vivid image, I imagine a crocus for instance shooting through a snow laden flower bed. Warmth from below? Do you mean the warmth released from the energy in the erupting bulb?

Line 4: In this line I think I have the answer? Mother's replenishing womb: as in a bulb that will continue to re-grow year after year with the help from the soil, which in turn is helped from the goodness rotted into the soil from the autumns before.
This line brings all the seasons around full circle and so to a satisfying conclusion.

Debbie, I have thoroughly enjoyed deciphering your poem and I hope I have done this well. I would appreciate it if you could point out any errors, as that will help me learn for the future.

Well done

Michael

"To Summer's dismay, comes Fall's grand array"

Such a perfect opening followed by excellent words that really paint a picture in the mind!

5/5 m'dear!
Gem

Special and clear words, are the pictures it shows. You give light, and life to your poems. You write it with style and grace. Beautiful. 5/5

Debbie
How I have missed reading your verses....I was so happy to see you joined this challenge :) What a beautiful poem you penned. The imagery and word choices are awesome. Ths paints a beautiful image for the minds eye.
Excellent job!
Love Cindy