sailing away from the old lands that made me sad

looking again for any deals on the deep web

glossing over some snapshots made a while ago

finding a snapshot of a rather weird tree

making new snapshots before looking at the old

looking out the window and seeing all the blah

coming to another end of the month so soon

ending the month with a thought about that harsh loss

starting the year's last month with new pathways to run

heading towards the big town this time for a tree

playing songs from the eighties now more than ever

harking back to days when you had to think ahead

reckoning up old snapshots from an older world

reading up as always on the folk-made know-how

trying to unriddle a light that can't turn on

looking at some rhymes and finding a common shape

hiding less meaning with see-through words in these rhymes