New Years Day

New Years Day was yesterday
a day of New Beginnings
but today the mists rolled in
to hide the dreams of our making

The wise man up the street
said I was stupid or insane
the jury is still out
but the judgement only comes at journey's end

For that I'm thankful
else where would I be?
Yes, in that world of lost hope
and abject misery

New Years Day plus one
as today this fog burned off
and we can see the horizon
the dream over the hill is now seen

Today's contribution is a more jumble of cryptic thoughts that reflect the nature of where we are right now: a New Beginning - of dreams, of hope, of unexpected calmness that I cannot explain.

"When you come to a fork in the road, take it." - Attributed to Yogi Berra

We'll see where this road takes us... 

Posted at Poets and Storytellers United, Writers’ Pantry #59: Love and Loss

12 comments:

  1. Yep, we're all a bit shaky about our "new beginning", and hopeful for the future, still trying to collect our thoughts!

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    1. No turning back for us, Beverly. Stick with us and I hope to surprise everyone.

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  2. I feel it's all we can do – take things day by day, while still listening to our dreams.

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    1. Those dreams...
      It's past time to act on them. All us are a part of this latest dream, Rosemary.

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  3. I am comforted by the thought that I can keep journeying without worrying about judgment along the way.

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    1. The hardest judgement comes from ourselves and I do question my sanity from time to time.
      In the end, though, we shall see.
      Thanks for stopping by, MMT

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  4. yes sir, it will be a better year, we hope. sanity is restored, there are plans to fight the pandemic.
    cryptic thoughts are good too. :)

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    1. Insanity is playing on the B side for sure.
      We plan on one step at a time on our projects
      Thanks for stopping by, Cheong Lee San.

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  5. Holding on to hope is flat out brave, even if it might appear foolish to self-styled wise men. Foolish hope has gotten many people to put one foot in front of another when nothing else could.

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    1. Some days are a step forward and some are a step back. If I plan to get somewhere, I have to plant those steps one at a time.
      Thanks, Rommy.

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  6. Beginnings can be confusion and scary, too. But when the ending lets us see a bit of the light that might come next, even if we dream that light into being (perhaps, especially if we dream the light), then we are planting hope... And good things sprout out hope.

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    1. Thank you, Magaly. Your words are kind as I trod ahead between assurance and doubt.

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