The brave daffodil 

peeks out hoping spring has come

but finds late snowstorms  

The dark mysteries 

of creation sometimes show

a glimpse, hint, a path 

The old actor said

it's possible to have our

best ideas at eighty 

What appears random 

may hold a secret order

to be deciphered 

The highs never last

like the lows, so tenacious

those tentacles cling

They turned the skating

rink into a gun range; the 

perfect metaphor. 

Pink Floyd's song about 

missing the starting gun still 

haunts him, pushes him