A New Day

It’s New Year’s Day,

For once nature is noisier than the neighbours.

Cars still cross and tarmac creaks,

Under the weight

Of too many After-Eights.


Birds continue tweeting and feeding,

Unaware of the landmark change.

Their cycle continues,

Much the same.


Expectations, hopes, fears;

Leak out of window panes and door frames,

And fill the bracing air.

Solar embers ignite the sky,

Sending plumes of white cloud spinning,

Pigment collision.

At the peak of winter, a peek at the warmth soon to reach us.


Photo by the author.


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