Fragile Poem by Barry Middleton

our castle was fragile
it felt so solid and secure
yet it was ephemeral as spring

I had no fear
I thought nothing could defeat
our moment

some dreams will never stand
I was left a ruin
a rubble of memories

love and time are a fragile gift
spring comes
a rose blooms, a bird sings

then like the seasons
what was dust is dust again
washed away by tempest

I am left with the images
drifting in oceans of eternity
a castle, a kiss, a melody