Friday, January 13, 2017


[image from google dot com]

With New Year comes freshness,
Here, desires flourish in start-all-over-agains

Accustomed moon, her shift shaping travails ply

Thoughts contour the landscape of goals
Mountains stoic, face diligent climbers
And purpose loom towards havens
Be they dreams, or distant beacons

Streams detour in easy flow
Planners, to-do lists, and calendars afflux
Which bird will fly off, or phoenix rise

The bile and treacle of days to determine
WHO KNOWS © gillena cox 2017

Written for the challenge at
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Literary Excursions with Kerry