Category Archives: Poetry

The Allure of Nostalgia

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

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