New Year
‘It’s nearly midnight!’
a drunken man shouts
and people feign excitement
5 4 3 2 1
another year
Shall we countdown to our deaths?
A man I can’t abide
approaches
extending a hand
woman
with florid face
broken veins
like vines
pouts for a kiss
December 2011
<Deleted User> (6315)
Fri 10th Feb 2012 18:31
I detest New Years Parties for many reasons..You have captured the essence of why they are so rubbish.
I really like this Glyn :)
Loved this captured moment. I only really remember one enjoyable new years moment when I felt my daughter kick in her mums belly as the bongs went off. And it was the milenium. I have hid for some of the most recent ones
Thank you to you all for bothering to comment. I love Cynthia's though - not because it says brilliant! - but the 'catching a mood like flat champagne in a bowl glass'
Glyn
Brilliant, catching a mood like flat champagne in a bowl glass.
Uneasy truth, cogently expressed.
<Deleted User> (6895)
Thu 19th Jan 2012 16:53
Happy(ooer!)New year.
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Glyn Pope
Sun 12th Feb 2012 18:16
I have to say this is probably my favourite poem of the ones I've written. You are so right MC, Stella and Cynthia - flat champagne and the pretence!