Poem of the Month

Year’s End

Above a hint of distant blue hills,
chill sunrise ignites brassy sky.
Gold infuses scrubby meadow,
silhouettes leafless sycamores,
suggests coming spring, warmer days.

The year oozes
toward chaotic conclusion.
Stock market crashes,
tsunamis in Washington, Indonesia
reshape every aspect of life.

I carve out time
for quiet introspection,
review what makes me grateful,
simple actions that leave behind
a better community, world.

January 2019


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