24 December 2009



giving in to rage will not replace
the waste they idly wrought – instead
one has to sublimate the energy
in ways creating useful space

three hundred pieces lay in shreds
at least beneath the trees – fruit I’ll
never see arise magnificent in size
and shape or ever take a penny for

though they’ve declared a raucous
war I will abate my animosity and let
the rancour brew; I’ll have them stew
in pettiness afore I make ‘em pay

I will not start the feud today – I need
to scheme, assemble men with dreams
and arms and hopes renewed to beat
these jackass cockatoos
© 10 November 2009, I. D. Carswell