new stories for old this pattern takes us places
familiar and strange the day could have been worse
but no one came prepared with book and verse
and tomorrow we know we will start the old races
tempted though we are just to kick over the traces
dismiss the nonsense with a loud sharp curse
and flee but we need to put money in the purse
and keep on smiling with these tired old faces
i have to remember what is in which file
what names fit faces and what faces return
to reanimate the struggle all that is old renews
and we will keep on going for another while
and hope that minds will one of these days burn
with desire to know and see some stranger views
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
16 January 2007
anticipation
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