I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
The magpies scold me They are scandalized by my Fear of taking flight
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Disobedience Animating works of art Wins your grudging love
Clear sunset banding Suspended in aging sky Advancing night signs
If you are reading this, you have survived Another day of struggle and travail Another fiendish plot, darkly contrived Another bill deferred to no avail
O Canadian! Your search for identity Explains who you are
Spurn other humans For a while, then seek some out You will be amazed
Listen carefully to light and water Watch the methodical patience of time The tidal catechism grows warmer As the dawn deglazes the ocean’s rhyme
The goddess demands perfect chastity: Thirty years of dutiful service Tending the hearth that warms reality Ritual and sacrificial practice
Greed contaminates Aesthetic experience It must be controlled
Defend fools you love Simply because you love them Avoid betrayal
A deranged convict And an exhausted elder Trade non sequiturs
The hideous disease of empire Bifurcates reality completely: There are those who are of use, and others Who will be of use, or vanish neatly
