I am a cosmonaut,
traveling across an aged tightrope
that hovers in an anti-gravity suite
towards the combination of several colors
brighter than this world’s flare.
The fireworks flatter my irises
with unending beauty, refusing to yield
against the dark spaces that hang loosely
in mid air.
Another beginning explodes with the atoms
of this universe taking flight, shaking the heavens
into omission once the new dawn
is birthed. What resolutions shall I bless
my body and heart over the next twelve months,
or should I forget about promises
and instead insist to be entertained this night,
without the poppycock fear of tomorrow?
War and death could evaporate
any chance for wishes made,
and even if I deemed pure love
worthy of administering as my annual wish,
who is to say the possibility
can be traced towards a future, beautiful and true,
when this beacon of happenstance
exists outside of my grasp.
Happy New Year! Wishing all of you the best in 2015!
Thank you for reading.
On the 31st of December
I reminisce and I remember
over everything that happened this past year.
I sit back in my chair and I shed a tear,
that falls unlike forgiveness from my eye,
and all of a sudden I start to cry
because I simply cannot stand to lose.
I had a chance, one that I did abuse,
and now I am left all alone and afraid
on the night of celebrations and parades
that mark the start of something good.
I should be happy, yes I should,
and I realise I’m so often negative.
All of the love in my heart that I had to give
I gave away a little too easily
to a young woman who could never love me,
and now, the only thing that I can possibly believe,
is there’s no one else alive so alone on New Year’s Eve.
This here is my punishment for being such a fool,
and although it may seem undeniably cruel
I deserve all the pain I receive.
Lovers come, and lovers always leave,
it’s a solemn truth I have come to terms with this night.
Yet, not everything is wrong, something must have gone right,
for I am with a trustworthy soul who understands what I mean;
yes, it is you, my friend Mr Blog; you, me and 2013.
It’s that time again it would seem to celebrate the end of a year that has come and gone and celebrate the New Year that is dawning.
It seems only yesterday that I was watching the dazzling fireworks display and listening to loud, popular music that had marked the year with a few of my friends.
Now, I’m not much of a huge party goer, but I’ll do my best to celebrate the year that was in a style that is especially stylin’ for me. That would include:
-staying up all hours until the dawn erupts (even if I decided not to, the sounds of all the other parties happening would prevent me from getting’ any shut eye)
-listening to a lot of music
-looking up at the many firework displays happening in my area
-hanging with a group of my friends at my place, rather than at some cramped bar or packed night club
-watching the Sydney fireworks display on TV
-consuming a little more alcohol than I honestly should be
I know, probably not the most celebrative occurrence, and most def not the best way to go out with the year, but as I previously mentioned – not the biggest party animal.
I would like to thank all of those who have read the pieces on this blog of mine; who have liked my posts and followed me throughout this journey. I began this blog at the end of the last year and am now celebrating my one year anniversary this month. Thank you for your support and for your contributions and I hope to read more of your pieces in the coming year.
Thank you again for coming on this journey with me, and I hope you all have a Happy New Year – or perhaps one a little more exciting than mine. Then again, I’m not very excitable – except when it’s in regards to se-, no, not going to go there.
In the coming year I may not be able to contribute as much to this blog as I have previously. Next year I will be starting my Post Graduate degree, and according to the information I can find, it’s going to be, in but a word – a bitch. Basically, if I want to get me self some good grades I am going to need to place most of my attention into my work, which shall mean that this blog may not garner as much attention as it should.
Again, thank you for going on this journey with me. It has been fun, and we should def do it again sometime.
And remember, have a drink on me!
Happy New Year!