Vivaldi
Vivaldi plays in the background
Of my life that has
Become after you.
Hitting notes and phrases that
Draw me back moments to
Us together as one.
Symphonies of sound
Not existed in the place
of before you home.
Stringed rises and metaled lows,
Woven nonlinear into tears
Over time fallen deep.
Vivaldi plays on untutored ears
Crescendoed respite
Of gone you.
by C. A. Treacy on Wednesday, December 21, 2011
