We depart seeking wonders large and great Returning with disappointment because We assumed too much and arrived too late Our best laid plans fail as we complicate Waving aphorisms as hammers and saws We depart seeking wonders large and great Monuments and men don’t escape fate Gravity and entropy are the laws We assume too much and arrive too late Statues toppled, print faded, art erased Nothing left of ancient faith or old cause We depart seeking wonders large and great We return to chipped paint, a squeaking gate Much to regret, unforgettable flaws We assumed too much and arrived too late What to do if the past proves a failed state? To turn our back or watch as it withdraws? We depart seeking wonders large and great We assumed too much and arrived too late
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The Horizon Is Ginger and Heliotrope
We could not forego all hope
Though it appeared distant, difficult and plumed.
The horizon became ginger and heliotrope.
Safety appeared as through a microscope.
We felt lost, desperate, doomed,
And feared the end of all hope.
Bearing neither yarn nor rope,
We navigated even as we assumed.
The horizon became ginger and heliotrope.
Advice from the wise and the misanthrope-
Our time was consumed…
We dared not stop thinking about the hope
The wish for tomorrow, the glow of the isotope,
Diffused as through the kaleidoscope…
The horizon became ginger and heliotrope.
The future is feathered and aslope;
‘Tis undiscovered and perfumed.
We do not forego all hope.
The horizon has become ginger and heliotrope.
For This Year of the Tiger
Now we live in the world of HR Giger
Everything is striped and predatory
Bid welcome to this year of the tiger
Our vision twisted by fire and desire
Justify our present with backstory
Now we live in the world of HR Giger
Warp meaning like a pundit, a liar
Stretch the meter much too long with their allegory
…this year of the tiger
So distracted by fighter and flyer;
Gold enough to call this purgatory
But greys hide a world by HR Giger
Party or congregation outsider
We wait beside the laboratory
Anxious about this year of the tiger
Blake’s tyger never burned brighter
Spare us symmetrical category
We can fix this world of HR Giger
Change our stripes in this year of the tiger