“We make midnight an autonomous time of year,
Colored lights glistening off the white frost,
Moonlights drawn by the evening clouds,
Troths offered to complete this mystical custom,
Awaiting that elfin hour anxious gods molding oar,
Each of us edacious for shining of such coruscation,
That of the candelabrum and wines of sorts to enthrall,
Audacious in thinking oblations will sojourn at a moment,
Of what is to come in New Year springtime fashions,
Synthetic faces all around as they stare of what may be,
Exuberance of the antithesis will follow coming year,
That impermanent as all the while serenity suspends,
Struggle with excitement for swaying to and thro,
Couples embracing as the ending minutes arrive,
Cessation as we wait for those last minutes to survive,
Leaving this just passed year we will hear nothing seems,
Then the clear crackle of explosions and applause all around,
Hoping to wonder that this New Year will not FROWN”
By Andrew Guzaldo © 12/31/2019 #178
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020 my POETIC Friends
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
“We make midnight an autonomous time of year,
Colored lights glistening off the white frost,
Moonlights drawn by the evening clouds,
Troths offered to complete this mystical custom,
Awaiting that elfin hour anxious gods molding oar,
Each of us edacious for shining of such coruscation,
That of the candelabrum and wines of sorts to enthrall,
Audacious in thinking oblations will sojourn at a moment,
Of what is to come in New Year springtime fashions,
Synthetic faces all around as they stare of what may be,
Exuberance of the antithesis will follow coming year,
That impermanent as all the while serenity suspends,
Struggle with excitement for swaying to and thro,
Couples embracing as the ending minutes arrive,
Cessation as we wait for those last minutes to survive,
Leaving this just passed year we will hear nothing seems,
Then the clear crackle of explosions and applause all around,
Hoping to wonder that this New Year will not FROWN”
By Andrew Guzaldo © 12/31/2019 #178
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2020 my POETIC Friends
By Andrew Guzaldo © 12/31/2019 Poem#178 #Hello Poetry
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