#augury
I’ll tread this crystal mud,
set a while to peer through veils
to make poor assumptions of what’s to come
As augury I’ve asked the birds
but shy of the same woodpecking rattle,
they stay schtum
I’ll indulge in haruspicy
in making dinner, sure
that no steak and kidney mouthful tells
Glass in hand, hepatoscopy
defines the coming year
where new is frozen
Dec 31, 2020
Dec 31, 2020 at 8:00 AM UTC
O like a breeze they stemmed,
From the north, like a storm;
Trampled these feet of ours!
A far reaching spell alone brought
Auguries of a will and ravage;
A hunger to be scorched.
Standing at the crossroad of a time,
Holding the floor tide by tide;
Aiming thus far fair and well.
Nor a soul ever was to complain,
First were they once they came;
And seats taken all the same.
Minuscule down the immense
Must all find where to commence
A motion towards shared quests?
But as these perish, unsheathed swords,
Their sediments to restore the world
And all else shall be vain!
May some through fortune stand and last
Upon all this dream of a burning land
Way up high beyond stars.
Jan 5, 2020
Jan 5, 2020 at 4:21 AM UTC