We Watch the Signs

We watch the signs

We watch the signs in numbness and regret.
Midwinter summer, chaos in the year,
And still our money’s on the outside bet.

Why this unease? We know that some upset
Will switch our fortunes, now at full career.
We watch the signs in numbness and regret:

The hurricanes, the polar ice in sweat,
The rising heat, the changing atmosphere,
And still our money’s on the outside bet….

Oh, if our stumbling nag would only get
A move on…. But it won’t. Let’s have a beer
And watch the signs, in numbness and regret.

It isn’t over till the end, and yet
It’s over long before. Hopes disappear,
And still our money’s on the outside bet.

By now they’ve reached the final straight, and yet
We look away, while at the edges, clear,
We note the signs in numbness and regret.
And still our money’s on the outside bet.

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1 comment
  1. Julia Kramer said:

    Loved that poem, ‘We watched the signs’. You are a poet in your very bone and marrow. On your blog, your posts about your creative and manufacturing process in the jewellery you create, reads like poetry.

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