I heard the clocks
Chime in
A new year,
As candles
Burning bright
Faded out past
Sights.
I felt my body
Shake, as
Memories came
Back,
And bones standing
Still
Held tight,
At the new dawn’s
Foreshadowing light.
While warm embraces
Of past kisses
Bathed away bygone
Loves, and miseries:
And I like Wendy
Danced in
My mind’s eye –
With Happy,
Dwindling
Fairy dust,
There rising,
Flying,
To new
Neverlands,
New homes,
New births
New unruly
Seas,
Of what is yet –
To be.
Melting away
Sad thoughts
As Peter Pan
Flew with me,
And I heard the
Dear young soul
Cry out in muted
Glee –
“Happy 2020
To whoever
Is awake,
With eyes wide
Shut,
To hear these
Hopeful
Words in this time –
Of unforeseen
Tranquility
And height.”
Muted cries and eyes wide shut — and yet, tranquility and height! Interior! Interior! Now open … and marvel!
@atelierprincipen I like that a great deal. Indeed ‘Interior! Interior! Now open… and marvel!’ Beautifully done. Happy 2020, O’ar
2020 meets –
“Midnight has come, and the great Christ Church Bell
And many a lesser bell sound through the room”
1920 meets –
“Charm’d magic casements, opening on the foam
Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn”
1820 –
“Already with thee! tender is the night…”
Stay well y’all!!
@rufo thank you for those beautiful words Rufo! Seems strange to believe that in the blink of an eye we too shall be yesteryears.