Saturday, December 1, 2018

Now and again I wonder





Now and again I wonder.
First the lightning, then the thunder.
Watch look and listen and inevitably;
What eventually happens no one will believe.

City, street, monumental installation;
A story in which the central figure wins; 
In museum galleries pondering contemplation.
It has no end, a real tragedy that begins.

Reflecting on the moon at its fullest;
Waxing or waning, it comes and it goes.
Following the star constellations, clear at its best;
And flowers in a garden planted in rows.

Rows and rows of flowers no-one knows
Things I once knew and have now forgotten
Apocryphal, faster than a speeding bullet;
More powerful than a locomotive;

Fiery with fortitude unparalleled, unmatched;
Liberty says print the legend as if true.
Justice comes not to those who have patience to wait;
Millions vote with impact of little note;

While media analytics before and after;
Formative and summative we want to assess;
Trying to understand what might be or could have been disaster;
Next time, just to do what is right- more or less.





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