On the Year's End: Considering the Sun in Absence
The sun has risen and fallen again, and elsewhere
must be rising on this last day of the year,
auspicious with eights and endings which
must be beginnings as the narrative will write
itself with or without adjustments and sidetracks
and lies. The year begins in hope, as it must, and the old
battered: a few photographs in frames, a number of lines
in neat order, piles of papers to file, stacks to purge and re-purge.
Sons taller, homes emptied, tidied and filled again. This
is how the story goes with false starts, with remarkable moments
once sworn to remembrance: but was it a sunrise or sunset?
Or, the way the half moon caught in the net of limbs, the prairie
covered in morning haze, smoke? Or, the owl posturing
as death reborn? There was a hill climbed, and the smell of paint
on a March afternoon, and many spiders removed stiff-legged
from webs, the stove’s redhead glowering and water rushing
into sinks and pans and saucers. Then whiskers,
on a son’s cheek, as he bends now to bid goodnight. And thus,
the sun rises and falls and the year begins anew.
Showing posts with label Year's End: New Year's Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Year's End: New Year's Poems. Show all posts
On the Year's Cusp
On the Year's Cusp
By Amy Unsworth
May you be blessed as you wander into the new year,
& find peace along your way and on your doorstep.
May the troubles of the old year linger there,
and the glint of possibilities lead you on.
May you ever be surrounded by those who love you,
and may you love them back despite their shortcomings.
May your hearth be warmed by laughter and light,
may your hands and heart be open to the world.
May the good, the honest, the true be on your lips,
may your interests be never ending in their pleasures.
May you always have wind for your sails, rain for your gardens,
food more than sustenance, and joy, and joy, and joy.
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Happy New Year!
Live well,
(:o)
Amy
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ps. I notice a lot of blog searches for "New Year's Poem" or "New Year's Poetry" if you happen to like this one, you may copy it for personal use, but just drop me an email or leave a comment to let me know that you did. Thanks.
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By Amy Unsworth
May you be blessed as you wander into the new year,
& find peace along your way and on your doorstep.
May the troubles of the old year linger there,
and the glint of possibilities lead you on.
May you ever be surrounded by those who love you,
and may you love them back despite their shortcomings.
May your hearth be warmed by laughter and light,
may your hands and heart be open to the world.
May the good, the honest, the true be on your lips,
may your interests be never ending in their pleasures.
May you always have wind for your sails, rain for your gardens,
food more than sustenance, and joy, and joy, and joy.
***
Happy New Year!
Live well,
(:o)
Amy
***
ps. I notice a lot of blog searches for "New Year's Poem" or "New Year's Poetry" if you happen to like this one, you may copy it for personal use, but just drop me an email or leave a comment to let me know that you did. Thanks.
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Last Day of the Year
From a beautiful blog: Jing-reed's Musings "Fractal Images: Mosaic"
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Simple Graces
snow on cedars
logs on the fire
cajun shrimp
red beans and rice
hot tea
small black dog
a sanctum for poetry
everyone home safe
wind over the prairie
the year ends on a comfortable note
I am grateful. Endlessly.
logs on the fire
cajun shrimp
red beans and rice
hot tea
small black dog
a sanctum for poetry
everyone home safe
wind over the prairie
the year ends on a comfortable note
I am grateful. Endlessly.
May the New Year bring grace to your life.
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