Is My Team Playing?

(Apologies to A.E. Housman) Is my team playingThat I once used to coach?                     I stood proud upon the benchMy word beyond reproach. Yes, the players dangle,The new coach whistles well.No change though you are…

The Missing Throne

'What visceral growl makes din this late hour?T'is not merely the storm, though it brews worse.Is this Cordell, first-born, flexing power?Ingratitude! Thou most vile fiend be cursed.Eager to usurp what's near enough yours.Impatient youth, can…

Reaching for You

Walk with me my love, take my hand in yoursSeek great places that long enchanted usBy unknown or forgotten force made clearTo those who care to see, who want to seeWhile time slows and frets and gives us our look. Run with me my love, take…

Accommodation

Twixt what we want and what we getAre schemes which leave us deep in debtAnd dreams we lose to compromiseConvenient sales and lousy buys. Twixt what we were and what we areOmitting tides and yonder stars How lost we seem along the wayOur…

The American Moses

Is that you again Bill BennettBorn under your own star,The national moral compassAnd self-styled virtue tsar? Does the past still make your cases?And all things cawed by Cato?Denouncing Greeks and all their ilk'Cept that is for Plato. Yes,…

Canada in 2010

A lot grown too content and wayward blindSaw not the peril or chose to ignoreThe past - filled smartly by a fervent kindMarching in long contempt to what had before Been refuge for bold foresight and free mindIn loud deceit claimed order to…

Ahead to the Past

Balancing like a great, searing, orange orbThe afternoon sun teetered on the mountSoon long shadows would envelop the earthCreatures afraid of the glare would emergeRoused from their homes by a blanket of darkHunters and hunted in the same bleak…

A Great Remorse

Two score and more around the sunWinged chariots I'll not outrunMy hubris wanes along with hopeSave slightest chance that helps to cope. I could have been more happy hereHad many friends not disappearedI know too well the fault’s my ownThat…

The Sun

With warm rays of gold I halt the raw cold, And start the growth anew. On slim shafts of yellow I seek to mellow When skies and mood are blue. When I am lonely with being the onlySun in miles of sight. I talk with my flower, save…

What Came Before

Why is it you dismiss the pastAnd works which will forever last?The present stems from what we’ve gainedWhat’s new has often been explained. To glow with thoughts of what’s to beAnd unlock all those doors you seeWhere future scenes…