of resolute anticipation

you can hear the flipping

of calendar pages, and the

clink of champagne glasses;

the roar of flashing fireworks

and rustling of fabric, under

randomly launched hugs&kisses

– what old acquaintance is there

where forgotten woes blend

into hopes of a soul resolved?

Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-01-11 at 07:29

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
A very well written question about the liturgy of and consequences following New Years Eve. Bravo! I like the poet’s voice as a watcher rather than participant.