Treasure Island

Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Love Sonnet 123: 'Looking at remnants of the mirth that fled'

Looking at remnants of the mirth that fled,
This survivor riles at the trysting field
Where once lovers bask in the joys they spread,
Now forever lost, to forever yield;
What with the cold winds blowing crisp and cold,
No songbird sings, not till the spring unfolds
Which turns green our tree, and its sign of old:
Two hearts and arrow carved in bark, it still holds;
But unlike leaves, hearts may not at all, change,
Their beats are not in rhythm with the tide,
Some couples bind, to never rearrange,
And could require death for them to divide;
......In embattled straits, with love out of sight,
......This survivor waits for a better plight.

Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, May 28, 2014
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