The year opens
the way the lake does
when the wind hasn’t yet
made up its mind.
A pelican lifts off,
slow as someone checking
whether the day is worth
committing to.
There’s the faint drift
of caramelised onions
from the caravan park—
not sweet, just a reminder
that people are already gathering
for something small and ordinary.
I take the track
down past the brittle grass,
not to declare a beginning,
only to stand where the water
waits without fuss.
If this counts as a start,
it’s the kind that asks nothing—
just a step,
and the willingness
to stay with it.
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A poem of hesitant beginnings just as the year is as well. What lies ahead the little the normal for now but who knows. A lovely poem for the beginning of a new year. Well done my friend.
Thank you, Soren . and may the year get better and better with each day that passes. 🙏🏻🕊️
You are most welcome my friend and I'll drink to that.
Your poem is about goals, the beginning of a year, which indicates a natural inclination towards contemplation and setting goals for what is to come.
Thanks so much, Friendship 🙏🏻🕊️
You're so welcome, my friend.
My friend, a poem of presence rather than proclamation, you let ordinary details carry meaning, and the ending doesn’t resolve so much as it invites attention. A beautiful way to step into a new year…by staying with it. Well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Reminds me of that childhood lesson in stock-to-it-iveness🙏🏻🕊️
Ooh yes, a journey, a step at a time. No use anyone telling me 'A long journey of several thousand steps begins with the first step' cos I tripped over at the first step. Doh! I could push you in a wheelchair, Fido says to me. lol. Not got that quote correct, but it's summat like that.
Yeah O that’s it succinctly 🙏🏻🕊️
Maybe the New year is Warm in your Neck of the Wood , I don't know. Here it's Brass Monkeys. A fine description and Poem .
Yup, it’s mid summer here. 🙏🏻🕊️
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