+ 2016 +
It hasn’t been the best year, has it.
Oh you wretched wraith
you harlot of the blackest skies,
flying cold with dark disguise,
to mock this year with
stolen breaths:
satisfy your cruel desires
and favour salt led tears.
Be gone your evil,
rending hand.
Cast aside
the heart of stone,
to fall, repleat with
ravaged dreams,
when spring’s new
dawn shall
reappear.
© sweetwater 2023
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Enjoyed the read, Sweetwater. Always good to end a year and look forward to a new one.
Thank you, pleased you enjoyed it.
Excellent! Many good uses of words and I love the personification of the year as a wraith. (Even if wriaths appear before loss) . I think you give voice to the sentiments of many the world over Sue. I very much hope the year we are entering is going to be better but have a feeling it will be a really stupendous year one way or the other. The global awakening means that the situation could swing either way. We are, in my opinion, on a precipice. However, one good thought sent forth into the ether can dispell many dark… Read more »
Thank you very much Alison, I think this year we all knew the wraith would make many appearances sadly. I lost my ex husband ( we had always remained good friends ) so now a huge chunk of my past has gone too. I’ve also lost my last two cats, it’s been many decades since I was last without feline companions.
I do so hope this new year will be more gentle to us all, especially those facing dreadful hardship and fear, human and animal.
A Happy New Year to you and yours too Alison. Xxx
How incredibly sad! ;-( my ex husband is probably my closest friend and my cat has been with me for 13 years. I cannot imagine the pain of losing them all in one year.
In that case, 2017 must be gentler and kinder to you. Say good riddence to the old year and celebrate your strength.
Sending a hug.
Alison xxx
Thank you Alison the hug is gratefully received 🙂 my oldest cat was almost 22 yrs old, so hopefully you will have many more years with yours. Xxxx
What a contrast between the darkness of the opening stanza and the lyrical sweetness of the last three lines. The whole poem reads like an incantation against the evil of 2016. I think it’ll resonate with a lot of readers who feel the same way about the year. Well done.
Glenn
Thank you Glenn, I’d really had enough of 2016 the last straw was losing Rick Parfitt from The Quo that really made me mad. I just wanted to let rip. Sue.