Seven Days a Week

[Seraphim]

I forget which poet said that we have to kill off all our ‘little darlings’ as we edit, and eliminate that which isn’t really necessary to the message. While repetition is essential to poetry, imo, 7 opening couplets slowed me down to the point of not wanting to continue, and they didn’t add anything to the poem for me. Here’s where I think your poem exists:

Each day, each week
I take hurried steps
Never missing a moment
To survey the Regions
Where You dwell

I stop at familiar spots
Waiting for [s]your epiphanies[\s]
But for the longest days
You escaped my vision
Has someone else
Caught your view?

I was melancholic
My heart jealous and curious
Have you changed your orbit?

Every night I see
A light above me
But my heart sinks!
Luminescence
Doesn’t stir

But when you appear
Radiant in the azure
New, crescent or full
Your beams cheer up
A tiresome day

by simply editing the poem now has a strong beginning and ending. Look forward to seeing what you do with it.