Friday, December 31, 2010

And Here Comes 2011 Poetry 2010



Another
twelve months,
fifty-two weeks,
three hundred and fifty-two days,
eight thousand seven hundred and sixty hours,
five hundred twenty-six thousand and six hundred minutes,
three million, one hundred fifty-three thousand and six hundred seconds…
Ugh, not really in the mood for tonight – New Year’s Eve!
How did she measure this year?
In daylight, in moonlight, in sunrise and sunsets;
in midnight thoughts of distant smiles, struggle, love, unity...
in dark storms filled with anger, tears, fear, unrest, frustration.
2010 - Truly a blur right now, funny how that works with time
and distance deflecting memory away from trauma to exuberance.
Counting the passing of time in cups of coffee or tea…
meals home cooked, on the run or shared with friends,
people in her circle create things, make people think, make waves,
move people in a better direction or feeling a calling, volunteer.
Even so, she didn’t feel she was right where she’s supposed to be…
So sleepy… partly bored, she planned to turn in before midnight.
Lack of celebration marked her birthday and all major holidays;
Between older married friends and long lost relatives, she knew
a lot of people but without close connections – she was alone.
And here comes 2011 filled to the brim with unknown events and dreams…
three million, one hundred fifty-three thousand and six hundred seconds,
five hundred twenty-six thousand and six hundred minutes,
eight thousand seven hundred and sixty hours,
three hundred and fifty-two days,
fifty-two weeks, and
twelve months…

12/31/2010

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