New Year

Happy New Year X

Coronets For Ghosts

New Year

Half the world is hurting,
turning its face to shadow.
Moldering moments,
kindle to flame,
are undefined images,
lost to a cold,
northwesterly wind,
licking at the edges
where the numbness fades.

Firs stand conspicuous 
among their naked cousins,
all tendenous needles
and cadaverous cones.

The sky is leaden.
The streets are all 
unchartered lanes.

An unknown bird calls out
this new day; this new year.

Everything is redeemable.




©AndrewJamesMurray

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New Year:Start With A Song

New Year: lets’s start with a song, and think about blank canvases.

City Jackdaw

I didn’t bother doing a Google search, these three songs were just off the top of my head. I realise I won’t be catering for everybody’s tastes, so if you want you could totally ignore this post (how dare you) and put on your own favourite new year themed song to dance your way into the new year. Dancing is not my thing, though, I’m far too self-conscious. I may tap a foot if I’ve had enough to drink. And then I would probably stand on someone else’s toe.

Out of the three my favourite song is probably the U2 one, although I do love Jeff Buckley-he died way too young, just like his father. All that unrealised potential too. With the Abba one you also get a video, although the party isn’t exactly what you would call a rave.

Catch you later. We’ve got a whole year ahead of…

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New Year:Start With A Song

 

(I originally posted this on New Year’s Day in 2014. Now it’s become a routine. Since then I’ve changed my mind and come out of the closet: I like the Abba track!)

I didn’t bother doing a Google search, these three songs were just off the top of my head. I realise I won’t be catering for everybody’s tastes, so if you want you could totally ignore this post (how dare you) and put on your own favourite new year themed song to dance your way into the new year. Dancing is not my thing, though, I’m far too self-conscious. I may tap a foot if I’ve had enough to drink. And then I would probably stand on someone else’s toe.

Out of the three my favourite song is probably the U2 one, although I do love Jeff Buckley-he died way too young, just like his father. With the Abba one you also get a video, although the party isn’t exactly what you would call a rave. More like the weary after-wake.

Catch you later. We’ve got a whole year ahead of us, Jackdaw spotters 🙂