Resolution of Daydreams
This year I must resolve to disregard
To Do lists and the Devil. I’ll make peace
With them. They’ve both tattooed me or have scarred
My saffron meadows. They both blockade Greece
And blue struck sunlight from a templed isle.
They hate the beauty that is waiting for
Me if I ever meet my dreams. A Nile
Of checklists silted up my life. The more
Of them I finished and the more I proved
That I could master them, the more they trapped
Me in their hard on tasks. Then Satan moved
Me into checkmate, with duties slapped
On top of duties in my long career.
I’m waiting still for Delos to appear.
