New Year on the Mersey

The way it used to be


Mindlessly at midnight,
the first ship farts,
then a laugh creases up the river
and rips around the docks.

Now the bobbing boats
wiggle on the tide
and link their arms
in Auld Lang’s Syne –

the necessary
cacophony of revelry
to tug the New Year in
and dump the old one at sea.

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© Nemo 2020
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Stormwolf

Hi Gerald,
This reminds me of many years when I lived in Aberdeen. We used to go out in the garden and hear the fog horn sound in the distant harbour, then all the rackets from other ships etc.
It speaks to the heart of renewal and hope.
Comradeship in the moment that echoed Burn’s famous words.

Happy New Year to you and yours.
Alison X

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