At the Boundary of a Year
Days are a bit longer.
Today has 46 seconds more daylight.
Remembrances of last year
and hopes for next year flow on the tide.
The weather report holds the promise of a storm.
Rain to dent our drought of thought.
Wind to drive the life giving waters ashore.
The warm blanket of clouds settling down to warm our souls.
I sit at the computer typing away.
A cup of tea as I come out of the long dark winter tunnel.
Creativity has ebbed
as I fight for each keystroke.
The tide turns to yearning.
A book to edit.
A book to write.
A poem that floats half complete in my sleep.
Ebb and flow.
Siting on a rock, cup of tea in hand.
Looking down the long valley of last year.
A deep breath,
and a glance a up the hill of the next year.
Stand and plant feet firmly.
Brush the dirt off my butt.
Hoist the pack to my shoulder.
and itβs time to move on.
Till next week
Andrew
Very nice
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Thanks.
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This really connects with me. Well done! I like the hope packed into looking ahead.
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Thanks, I am glad you found something it.
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Great poem Andrew! Made me wonder if I wasted my extra 46 seconds of daylight today…..or if I’ll put my extra Leap Day to good purpose this year! Thanks for your thoughtful words.
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I do wonder what I do with my extra time. Often I write poems. Thanks for your kind comment.
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I like it…
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Thank you.
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That’s telling me to stop whinging and get on with it. Happy new year, Andrew.
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Happy New Year, get it moving. π
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I like this Andrew. How the ebb and flow of waters
moves to a firm stance on the earth in the last stanza.
It has got rhythm and song.
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Thanks for your kind words. I’m glad you saw that transition to earth.
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Love this! My visual transition from your home office to nature, brilliant. And the second verse, so lovely to contemplate.
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Thank you, I love to hear that the words did create a vision. I was hoping for that.
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Mission accomplished!
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π
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This is really moving poetry and I can sense your determination to move forward and upward.
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I’m glad you found some thing in this poem. I was hoping for a feeling of pause then movement.
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Wonderful reflection–and the rain did come to quench our drought but earth still begs for more here.
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The rain has been helping and there is more on the way this week.
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I like your optimism.
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I try to be optimistic once a week.
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Well done. I like the extra daylight. What will I do with my 46 seconds.
Darn. I think I just spent it pondering…
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I love that the days are getting longer and that the year holds so much promise.
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I really like this, Andrew. π
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I liked it too and I don’t always like what I write. Thanks.
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Stunning π
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Thank for that kind thought.
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Very welcome π
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Ebb and flow. Lovely.
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It’s all about the rhythm of life.
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