A new dawn

My hope for this new dawn
This new wind, this new breath
This fresh lease of life
This chance to take control
This chance to loosen the reins
This fitful lift of a misty cover
This refocus of a shaky picture
This wistful, wistful morning
My hope for this new year


Is for courage
To face the torrent and hold my ground
And a little bit of luck.
Is for wisdom
To bend humbly when I am out of my depth
And a helping hand.
Is for an open mind
As I don’t always know what I need or want
And some band-aids for missteps.
Is for levity
So I can laugh with life at its sense of humor
But some mercy too.
Is for strength of character
To be thoughtful, kind, sensitive and respectful
And love.


A new dawn


This was written in 2006. I had studied different structures adopted by poets and was particularly impressed by one where the form and rhythm reflect the mood of the poem. This was such an experiment.

The mind is never still.
Like a swarm of bees running amok
Always something to prick
And prod
Never a moment’s rest.
It worries about the past
Thoughts and intentions
And actions
There is always a Why? and
What if?
It fears the future
Lets its fears determine
Its present.
It’s always frantic
Like a mother searching for a lost child
Racing from one thought to the next
Grappling with the ever-elusive answers.
What can I do?
What should I do?
What do I want to do?
It’s full of anxieties when it’s awake
And desires
When it rests.
Peace, an illusion.
The mind is never still.