Tyche If You Please

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My luck has been dreadful for a long, long time. TIme to reach out to other sources for help.

Submitted: December 03, 2018

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The last of Apollo’s unleashed arrow,

Fades above the trees.

Upon thine fortune intervene,

Tyche if you please.

 

Time hath flown, a reckless bird,

Undisciplined hills and valleys.

Upon thine fortune may thou lean,

Tyche if you please.

 

From whence did there come a lesser moment,

For one who knows than sees?

Thou wisdom must thine choosing glean,

Tyche if you please.

 

Ah goddess let thou guiding hands,

Scout this entreaty on the breeze,

To thou fortunes, clandestine.

Tyche if you please.

 

--Tag Cavello, 2018


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