Dalton Ogletree Poet Rhyme

Escapade

6/1/15



Some stress had stayed
During the escapade
Usually my very best was gave
Even when chess was played
Below a stretch of shade
I ran into the next brigade
But continued on as a renegade
Before I had another glass of lemonade

I finally met the grave
And my flesh decayed
Because all was set to fade


It was soon known
There was no tombstone
Or runestone
Just a moonstone
Above the remaining few bones
And beside a lady talking on a new phone
As my soul continued to roam

Across blades of fine grass
The time passed
In my mind fast
While another lady sipped out of a wine glass
The light flashed
Above a window with a slight draft

By: Dalton Ogletree

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