after long shadow an uncertain lightshows wintry forest and a frosty townbut we are grateful for the end of nightdawn brings us matters that do not delightthe legacy of knave and fool and clownafter long shadow an uncertain lightnor are the guilty shame-faced or contriterather they think they still deserve renownbut we are grateful for the end of nighthope holds her breath for chances are so slightyet no one thinks that we should talk them downafter long shadow an uncertain lightthe criminal declares that he was rightto let the storm-wracked take their chance and drownbut we are grateful for the end of nightwhat we are left with is the thought of blightas futures close and each has cause to frownafter long shadow an uncertain lightbut we are grateful for the end of night
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
02 December 2008
taking stock
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