Canto CXXIV

The first New Year I’ve seen for quite a while
without a hangover. The day might be
a grey one but I know that within all

the fat raindrops that fall on the city,
are mirrors that reflect all that’s in sight,
each one a bead of utmost clarity,

a billion traps to catch the failing light.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Jan 02, 2012 @ 09:41:04

    A fine start to the new year…The rain inspired you.

    Me too.

    Scrabble

    It rained this afternoon
    The first wet afternoon of the New Year
    Our walk aborted
    We sat on the sofa and played scrabble
    This resulted in a draw
    So we kissed and made frantic love
    And all our carefully placed tiles
    Our wonderful words
    Went skywards.

    For: Lynne

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