I've spent much time over the last couple of weeks pondering the passing of 2010 and the coming, the arrival of 2011. Many feelings have bubbled to my surfaces, then fizzled back into the waters of my thoughts... drifting along, awaiting the dawn of new beginnings and new days. This poem or parts of it have bubbled to the surface and drifted back away until tonight, before spilling onto the pages of my thoughts in yet this form. I am linking them over at One Shot Wednesday. Hope you all enjoy this one.
'Til Then, New Beginnings
Stepping forth into this space, this time,
Your outstretched hand guiding, leading,
Lending direction, journeys unexplored.
Still, in the small quiet spaces, rhyme,
Tales unfolding from the depths pleading,
Yet untold, springing forth from hearts implored.
Touching tenderly all the sublime,
Begging forth the peaceful seeding,
Of new paths, awakening within all stored.
To the end, the sour good-bye tastes lime,
Tart, sweet, all the more want of reading,
But dost the words here lie forth not be bored.
For in here lies the beginnings of mime,
Inspiration awaits, yearns are bleeding,
The red putrescine of words, words adored.
Bursting forth with new days, new time,
Waiting, exploring of words, needing,
Words lifting upward, higher they soared.
'Til then, new beginnings will be rhyme.