Compromise

Mightn’t be marking the right pages but there’s a 

fair penchant working where an elemental chaos 

used to reign - you could call it commonsense, if 

it was rational, like wearing three layers when an 

iceberg presents that opportunity for reason over 

macho representation - though being a hard dog 

bearing those old traditions hardly leaves much 

room for innovation - so we compromise slightly 

What is it I hear about Winter weather becoming 

cooler, didn’t we move here to get away from an 

obsessive despair about frosty airs and graces - 

or was it being able to go surfing every day if we 

had a mind to; a warm pair of sox compensates, 

but should never replace our choice of jandals 

But reality is in ageing; the virile, swashbuckling 

version of your youth pays dearly for playing on 

adages long since rendered redundant - the old 

way suggests there’s less gained in trying to be 

advocate for the easier compromise, unless it’s 

the same as being both warmed and welcomed 

© 25 August 2016, I. D. Carswell