Melissa R. Mendelson

Diamonds of stars
burn bright tonight,
and I can smell snow
in the night's air.
This will be the last day
of this year,
and the stars above
shine so bright.
What new chapter awaits
to be written?
Where will I find myself
one year from today?
What lies ahead?
All I can do
is stare straight up
past the darkness,
through the cold
and into the lights
that dangle above,
reflecting all...

I felt like I was living
in yesterday
with the past burning so brightly,
so clearly before me,
and all the walls of today
fall down.
And I remember then
as I often do,
and regret tears
at my heart.
And then yesterday fades,
and here I stand with tomorrow
holding my hand.
I have come a long way,
and time is my witness.
There are days
when I wish to turn the clock back,
change what...

My
soul is in search

of
somewhere calling,

hoping
that I would find

the
road to take me,

where
I want to go,

but
I cannot see the path

that
I still walk.

And
I am lost,

drifting
in the arms of time

as
another year fades away,

and
fear grips me

for
where will I be

next
year?

And
still I can hear the call...

The quiet of the day

strolls in to the
rest stop,

and life is on a
pause.

The coffee is stale,

and the dust has
settled outside.

The road breathes
and waits

to spin me around
and around

to where I have
stood

so many times,

so many years,

but when will I
reach

new ground?

Will my footprints
linger or fade,

and how long will I
rest here?...