Monday, December 31, 2018

a few days to the new year

It was the train pulling out of the station, and no one was waving...



photo by geralt at pixabay



a few days to the new year


resolutions are meaningless
if it's all talk
the rustle of plastic
as we tear away
a packaging
the popping of bubble wrap
on idle days

why cynicism then
biting like acid
on flesh?

this bile bitter
as the beast
in the desert?

then a step
a step a day
the sun rises
the sun will set

will the year then be
the green leaf on the bough
catching the sunlight
or the brown dying one
dropping to the asphalt
to be swept and buried
in a dark drain?


26/12/2011
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an old, unpublished, angry poem brooding in my journals. Ditch the anger, have a safe and happy 2019, friends!






Facing West - Auld Lang Syne





© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2018

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11 Comments:

Blogger brudberg said...

May the new year be green and prosperous...

maybe there is nothing we can do about it, but we can hope.

07 January, 2019 00:35  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

And whether the year is green with growth or brown with decay lies so much in our hands. That is the scary part. Lovely to see you, Lee San.

07 January, 2019 01:04  
Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

A most powerful poem! Happy New Year!❤️

07 January, 2019 03:17  
Blogger Mary said...

I have never made resolutions! Indeed they are meaningless, as most often they are NOT kept. And as for your last stanza, we never know what they year will bring -- will it focus on the green leaves or be overpowered by the brown dying ones?

07 January, 2019 03:33  
Blogger C. Sandlin said...

I was brought up short by the first poem--that idea that the old year was just unworthy of even being waved off. Striking image.

07 January, 2019 05:53  
Blogger Toni Spencer said...

Yes. Ditch the anger. Start the New Year with hope fresh and green.

07 January, 2019 11:37  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Sometimes anger is justifiable, or at least understandable – and in this case the expression of it becomes a thing of beauty. Better to turn anger into a poem, perhaps, than some other things we could do with it. In the questions you raise at the end, I see a glimmer of hope.

07 January, 2019 13:09  
Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

Excessive packaging is one of my pet peeves, happy to see it addressed in a poem.i am hoping the year will be the green leaf on the bough. Against all odds. Smiles.

07 January, 2019 14:23  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Bjorn,

thank you!
let’s hope the new year will be better. :)


Sherry,

i think , yes, it’s in our hands.
lovely to see you too. :)


Sanaa,

thank you!
great to see you! Have a Happy New Year too. :)

07 January, 2019 23:03  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Mary,

i have stopped making resolutions too, i just promise myself to be a better person than the previous year, and most years i couldn’t even meet that.
i am hoping for the green leaves, but look at what type of person was elected the president of the country wth the largest rain forests? :(


Chrissa,

ugh, you read the preamble/intro too? thank you! :)


Toni,

Yes!
thank you. :)

08 January, 2019 19:31  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Rosemary,

loved your comment. anger is a negative thing, but it can be channelled into creative energy. the same can be said for hunger and grief.
i like to add some element of hope, even if only a small sliver, in my first post of the year. :)


Sherry,

yes, we shall prevail and win against all odds! :)

08 January, 2019 20:26  

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