The Year by Ella Wheeler Wilcox (1910) What can be said in New Year rhymes, That’s not been said a thousand times? The new year comes, the old year goes, We know we dream, we dream we know We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead. We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear, And that’s the burden of the year. Poem for a New Year by Matt Goodfellow Something’s moving in, I hear the weather in the wind, sense the tension of a sheep-field and the pilgrimage of fins. Something’s not the same, I taste the sap and feel the grain, hear the rolling of the rowan ringing, singing in a change. Something’s set to start, there’s meadow-music in the dark and the clouds that shroud the mountain Slowly, softly start to part. MARTINA NICOLLS MartinaNicollsWebsite Rainy Day Heali...
REJECT GREED; TREAD LIGHTLY; CARE LOCALLY; RESPECT DIVERSITY ... by Martina Nicolls