New Years

and all i know
or is or was - has left
me now at years end
reflecting on both time and friend
those i have gathered
have lingered with - in timeless passing of
four seasons - in a give
and given passage for all thought
for all reasons


why the sentiment? why recollection?
why the making of the word?

the year has left us
leaves us older
leaves us with bones
and blessings borrowed, let us
call them to our own, let us give them to father - mother,
call out to such friend, to such sister - brother  - call
out friends all well gathered
in such pages left to closing
bound and pressed
and pulled together - clasping, clasped
a year remembered
as we now prepare to open


yet, another....

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011


Posted for d'Verse open link night...bkm