Meeting in the park was the start
Of a tune that grew into a rhapsody
Accentuated by the rhythm of spring rain.
On a bench, their arms entwined, the rain
On hair and skin was romantic at the start,
They were so wrapped up in their rhapsody.
The impulsive improvisation of their rhapsody
Lost its excitement, damp and chilly in the rain,
They knew their music was ephemeral from the start.
From the start their love was just a rhapsody in the rain.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #47: Spring in the park, where for this week’s challenge, Jane has chosen the tritina. It’s a ten line poem arranged in three stanzas of three lines, and ends with a single line. The key words are the end of line words that become repeat and refrain words, so the best way to tackle it is to choose your three end of line words before you start. The prompt image is by Cornoyer: Early spring in Central Park.
writing in north norfolk 
Love it! You capture the ephemeral nature of happiness beautifully 🙂
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I’m so pleased you like it, Jane. That’s made my day! Thank you!
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Beautiful!!
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Thank you!
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Makes me feel like I’m sitting on that bench and watching the happiness around me…LOL Have a great weekend Kim Kat
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You too, Kat!
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I like the play with rhapsody and music and rhythm, and as Jane says the ephemeral nature of happiness.
Rhapsody makes me think of Rhapsody in Blue.
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Well done. This flows very smoothly.
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Thanks, Ken 🌂
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