Dawn peeks through the clear air
Like a grumpy child from under heated covers.
The pinks and golds give the sky a false warmth,
Concealing the harsh, bitter cold
That strikes at the slightest opening,
Putting all within its reach –
Hands, feet, and nose –
To sleep as though waking
Is the Enemy.
Monthly Archives: January 2017
Like a Grumpy Child
Entrusted with Prisons
Like a baby bird, begging for food
Or a kitten, crying piteously for its mother,
They call out, again and again,
Repeating, unstopping,
Pleading to be heard –
Their cries echoing off their invisible bonds,
Imperceptible walls, strong as sullen stone,
Locking them away by will
Alone.
A Symbol of Hope
On Christmas Eve,
They gather round in reverence,
Ooh-ing and Ah-ing at the festive greens,
The shimmering ornaments,
The flickering lights, and
The shining star.
A lift to the spirits,
A joyous tradition –
In their words,
A symbol of hope,
Peace, and love.
Happiness.
A few days later,
They gather round in a rush.
Muttering and grumbling at the horrible chore,
The monotonous removal,
The continuous wrapping, and
The annoying untangling.
A chore to be done quickly,
A season completed –
Stored away,
A symbol hidden,
Unseen and unfelt.
Forgotten.
I Tried to Argue Once
I tried to argue once,
And they patted me on my head.
“I understand your feelings,
But you’re wrong,”
Was all they said.
I tried to argue twice,
And they shook their heads and sighed
At my irrational neediness,
At my hormones,
At my pride.
I tried once more – and once again –
And once again nobody heard.
And I found I argue best,
With most success,
When I never say
A word.
Of Human Comfort
Obsessed with order and logic,
They lined time up in a row.
They broke it up into
Digestible bits –
Applied math to a
Natural flow.
Imperfect and flawed,
The system remains
365 – or sometimes 366 – days.
Beginning again and
Continuing on,
Something new –
Something old –
Both illusion and dawn.
A Resolution to Do Better
Both twytte and Words & Deeds went through a lot of changes last year. One that I’m not proud of is that I haven’t been reliable about posting on schedule, especially with Wind Town and Deathwalker. Although I can’t promise that I will do better (I know enough about my upcoming schedule to know I might not be able to keep that promise), I am going to do my best to keep to the posting schedule.
To learn more about my strategy for dealing with this, you can read “3 New Year’s Resolutions That Aren’t Going to Be Easy.” The gist of the article is that I have plans to get more organized, which, in theory, should help me write more regularly and with fewer last-minute posts.
Let’s hope that, this time, reality and theory align.
A vow,
I cannot make.
A promise,
I cannot give –
Except to do my best
To try
So long as I shall
Live.
Happy New Year, everyone! Wish me luck!
twytte 