Winter has been unusually cruel this year
And we’re only two weeks into it
Already I feel like throwing in the towel
Maybe I should have made a resolution
Perhaps the New Year thinks I’m taking her for granted
Perhaps I am
Seeing as she only brings me
More of the same
And I’m a litter bitter because of it
Same lovers
Same arguments
Same lessons learned
I haven’t really learned anything from the looks of it
Still tomorrow is another day
And with it come the promise
Of a new beginning
The only question is
Will I be bold enough to reach for it?
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I admire the honesty of this poem. It's hard to write a poem like this. Many people (with SAD or without SAD) feel this way at this time of year. I really like how the poem personifies the New Year as a female, instead of as the male Janus. (P.S. To poet -- I hope you feel better as the days go on.)
ReplyDeleteThis poem captures my January mood perfectly...
ReplyDeleteSame lovers
ReplyDeleteSame arguments
Same lessons learned.
I can almost hear you mocking yourself... well... I have ended relationships over repetitive (therefore boring) conversations and arguments. There comes a point when I wave the white flag ((DONE!!!!))
Looking forward to Day 6.
There was one Mini-Challenge I despised. Think it was December. There was value in completing it, even as I abhored it.
Brava to you for continuing along, anyway.