USED TO BE A FUTURIST

Now i am a nostalgist-looking backwards
gives me a hind side view of what happens next
in a retro world of redux reduced recycled riffs/and this
present becomes my past overnight.Futures looked bright
as atoms bursting in power stations,leaking positively
into ground water systems.Solar powered optimists now
shine in Texas deserts,where huge wind towers
chop birds migration patterns into half wings.
Every elder dreams of renewable energies!
"If only"sings 60s dreams at the same age
Passing of wind and time ,decline of mind and eyes
Young pups barking at the same old dogs
Everything olde is new again-we are recycling,walking
backwards for Christmas(across the Irish sea)
Familiar familiars present themselves for our immediate attention
but we have drifted into reveries of what what once was
and what will never be again..I used to be ..
(do i repeat myself?-on March