The hour chimes
the ball drops
and everything is new;
savage celebrating erupts.
But here
in the quiet, still center
a flame burns
blue-white and steady
in the palms of my cupped hands
illuminating a small circle
in the vast night
where shadows shiver and multiply.
Chaos falls like snowflakes;
come,
share my light.
This is written for Mr. Knowitall's Flash Friday 55.
*Image from internationalministries.org
ah we could all use a beacon in the chaos...happy new year mary...
ReplyDeleteI love this! (Love that Woolf quote too.) The ball doesn't hold any charm for me anymore. Maybe because it's blocked by ads for the same shit they yammer about during the Super Bowl. I'm so done with that. But that light in the palm of our hands...now that's something to think about. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteChaos and snowflakes there is an ugly pair
ReplyDeleteIt rather have the light sun through in my lair
Mary Bach...
ReplyDeleteYou are just so creative, talented and positive!
Thank you for always adding such a touch of class to the Friday Funfest.
loved your 55 My Friend
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
I love your take on this! Inspiration for the new year.
ReplyDeleteBrian - Happy New Year, and thanks...though actually I'm more chaotic than guiding light, lol.
ReplyDeleteYvonne - Welcome to the box, and thank you so much. Nice to 'meet' another Woolf fan too!
Pat - I think you need a hat with ear laps! lol, thanks for stopping by!
G-man - Awww shucks, thanks. I hope you have a great weekend too!
Mike - Thanks man. I'll be over to check out some tunes soon. Cheers!
Outstanding 55!
ReplyDeleteMama Z - Thanks sista!
ReplyDeleteLovely. Just right for the time of year.
ReplyDeleteThanks Doc :o)
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