Today, by careless accident,
I shattered into glazed fragments
my most precious dust catcher:
A porcelain kitten figurine
treasured for a half a lifetime,
since that autumn eve in spring of life
when my first love gifted it to me.
My kitten, sweet memory vase!
Remnant of a youthful passion wrecked
on shoals of intemperance and immaturity,
my beloved kitten,
forever reduced to inchoate shards.
Lost moments tinkle into the dustpan,
destined for landfill oblivion.
An old dust catcher.
For what I will never have again,
I cry bitter regret.