Two and two thirds

Once fun, once frolic
no impulse nothing symbolic
a thought here - a plan there
where are those visions,
where?

Effervescence, a flower
Higher, higher in the air, by the hour
hues, they claim cheer
plucked, unseen, that tear…
Created the way -
    pick it may;
    shrivel amidst those million leaves,
    picture now, adorns those cuffs, those sleeves
    lone - yet a bunch too big
    fragrance always picked swig by swig..

Peace with it, the sky
Moonlight subtle as though shy
gentle blowing breeze
nerves at such ease
    The morning dew,
    on it seen the Sun new
    shimmerin' on gliding waters
    no pain, no charters!