Through the troubled Times....

Through  the  troubled  Times....

Through  the   Troubled   and  Troubling Times,

not  yet  completely  through,   most  of  us

  surf through, at times even trapped by

the  slimy   pond  of intricate  ,clumsy   quagmire,

what  quaint  essential   full   moon ,or

   amber  in the  westward sun or the

 fringes of   the brook  could  pass

on  us    for   a  relief , or  cessation of 

our  teething   or  thrust  upon  convulsions  :

devoid of  compunctions , these  corrugated

 tin   sheets   mangle  and   manipulate ,

foils, they  are,  ever  agitated,

 or  even  foxed  or  bamboozle    tricks ,

These  already   Perforated  upswings

Or   openings    still  hang on,

Surfing, undaunted ,  goes  on  until

You   reach  a  perspective  shore.