I wish
you all peace and love for this and each New Year as they come along. In the absence of peace, may love
comfort you, and see you through to better times.
Oh, and
in the (apparent) absence of love…?
Think
again, for love isn’t just for lovers; it comes in all shapes and forms so look harder, and perhaps closer to home …
THE HEART
EXPECTS
Old year
done and dusted,
a new one
begins;
troubles,
regrets, even sins
like
blades of grass
beneath a
layer of snow,
kept by
nature from
growing
before their time
till
spring again...
its
bitter-sweet harvest
of
expectation, sown
and
nurtured with loving care,
only to
be found wanting,
an
uncertain future left to face,
caught
fast between rock
and hard
place, confronted
with love
v life under
threat of
this or that heaven’s
well-honed
knife
Laughter
lines exposed
for half
lies…
a
whitening of the hair
as snowflakes
falling on
a looking glass,
one for
each trouble,
regret, even
sin, conspiring
with Earth
Mother
to let
the grass grow again,
inspired to
sing
about
love, peace, joy,
and
harmony
of sorts among
nature’s own,
while confronting
yet
another year of irony
heaped
upon irony
by an
inclusive humanity
deserving
better
Copyright
R. N. Taber 2008
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