Fleeting

A Poem by Trevelyn

The day I died
She went insane
Fickle weather made
Wanton worries fade . . .
 
Into the breeze
Was brokenly sang
Lonely winter odes
Forlorn whimpers without bang
 
Rakki bayed sharp
Slobbering saliva tears;
Behold: broken bones repaired
Towards the grave Docster stared
 
Back in game,
Charles deftly played
Life never slowed;
Death never dismayed

~^~^~^~^~Time ceased to be
That curious day
Of stuffed mushrooms served
On Mary's floral tray~~~~~~~~

-~-~-~-~-I deserted "life"
That lost loves may
Return to play
The melody I forgot---------.