to learn another thing

to learn another thing would mean much work
so we decline and blame it on our foes
no open doors it is our aim to close
all gates of hope and leave to the berserk
those chances which the wisest would not shirk
no one now thinks of what might be repose
since all the best intentions end in blows
and no man in the shadows wants to lurk
time to recall but no time to reclaim
what once was thought and now is left to sleep
until the world turns back to sense again
for now we have the memory of flame
enough to stop us turning into sheep
and hope enough that soon will come new rain

who eats the light

who eats the light and expands into dark
may find the shape of things will much betray
though none may ever come up to the mark

no one that's born has ever lacked the spark
that names the one between the night and day
who eats the light and expands into dark

an aging tree will simply shed its bark
and so to nature its essence convey
though none may ever come up to the mark

we find the choices to be thin and stark
for no one has the time to laugh and play
who eats the light and expands into dark

the greatest enemy's not wolf or shark
but those who feel that we may go astray
though none may ever come up to the mark

from every vessel the wise disembark
to find the one who knows best what to say
who eats the light and expands into dark
though none may ever come up to the mark

suburban afternoon

 

behind these houses a small stand of pine
we fake the wilderness that we destroy
there are so many tricks that we employ
to make our false depictions really shine
others might see these marks as of decline
but we believe that naught we do will cloy
the normal heart what we produce is joy
and nothing you say can that undermine
elsewhere mosaics of dead golden leaves
mark out the winter the world does not ail
as long as nature plays out her old rôle
but calm's a means by which the false deceives
and we cannot know what it might entail
since none of us can truly read the scroll

none is signified

the matter is not one that we would stress
most of your answers would come out the same
but only one will truly mean success

we rush without a thought into the press
of human creatures thinking them all tame
the matter is not one that we would stress

our moment comes we have to show largesse
since any other course would bring us shame
but only one will truly mean success

as soon as we begin we feel distress
not from the cold but from the waking flame
the matter is not one that we would stress

from then to now we find that we'll regress
to forms that would we hope win us the game
but only one will truly mean success

in ending you must hurry and assess
the meaning of the action and the name
the matter is not one that we would stress
but only one will truly mean success