Everyone's New Year' Wish - A BRIGHTER TOMORROW

 

There’s a glimmer of light on the road ahead.

a welcome ray of hope,

Signs pointing in the right direction

      but still a long way to go.

The journey is slow and tedious

with pitfalls along the way

Have patience my friends,

      we’ll get there in the end.

A PANDEMIC RANT & MOOD SWINGS

Frightened, frustrated
Trying to stay calm
I thought I was adjusted
But it’s so hard to tell.
 
Exasperated, exhausted
This is taking so long
I want to do something
to oust this terrible spell.
 
Puzzled, perplexed
At how life has changed
I hoped it would be over
And we’d be healthy and well.
 
Unpredictable, unsettling
Life's out of balance.
I thought this was limbo
But maybe it’s hell.
 

Symbol of our times

 

IF ONLY

If I were a painter
    I would create a masterpiece
    with bold strokes and vibrant colours
If I were a dancer
    I would dance a fiery tango or
    do grand jetes across a public plaza
If I were a musician
     I would play a triumphant fanfare
     or sing a rousing hymn of praise
If I were a composer
     I would craft a symphony with
     rising crescendo of drums and cymbals
If I could write a poem to capture this moment
     I would use words of joy and lyrical phrases
     so pure they'd conjure tears and laughter.
If only,
     if only I knew how.
     if only this moment was now.

 

 

 

COUNTING BLESSINGS - A Walk in the Woods

 

Snow-sculpted cedars
The forest decorated
like icing on a festive cake.
Walking in a winter wonderland

THE END?

Seething at the core,
brewing under pressure
Suppressed.
Fierce energy building
like a volcano ready to blow
the world awaits extinction.

   Climate change?
   Political upheaval?
   COVID uncertainty?
   Take your pick.
   If I knew the answer,
   It wouldn’t be
 

 

 

THE END

 

Every Block Tells a Story

 

Every block tells a story
of passing glory, of new beliefs;
a changing of the guard.
One pharaoh dies, another rises.
 
Fallen columns, buried statues
names replaced, faces changed,
plundered tombs, secret caches;
mark the passage of the times.
 
Carvings in the stone,
writing on the walls,
clues of life and afterlife
buried by desert sand.
 
Every block has a story,
Every column has a tale.
A legacy once written, 
forgotten but not erased.