Jan 3

Photo by Meiying Ng on Unsplash

I may yet fall in love again;
another song may yet begin,
a hopeful chorus, lilting verse
or I may yet welcome the hearse
that comes to carry me away
to what may come. I cannot say
that optimism is the right
perspective for the coming fight.

Behold the year…

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Photo by Jonathan Larson on Unsplash

I wouldn’t say the year is kindly come;
it sits, a burden on a heavy heart
that dreams of sleep–or, else, of being numb
anticipating all the grief that starts
accumulating, pebbles in a storm
become an avalanche, erasing light,
erasing light and heat. Nobody’s warm
or left with strength enough to care or fight…

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