A Poem a Day 2015 (1-2): As the world spins / Always

Happy New Year to you! Wishing you joy, happiness and good karma. I hope you've begun 2015 in great spirits. My resolutions, as ever, are to keep writing and use this blog more. Yep, don't laugh - I will try harder! Here are 2 poems for you - one for yesterday and one for today. Happy Friday thoughts! Remembrance and how we come full circle were on my mind, but the meaning of the poems are what you see in them :)

As the world spins

In this new year, we begin again

This tumult, this rush of splendour

Without hope of truly understanding

We wander in a steady bewilderment

Our hands outstretched

Feeling in this endless dark.

Yet we are eager to begin again

To strut this endless conveyor-belt

Seeking meaning where there is none

Finding pain while seeking cheer

Burning ourselves in our curiosity

To discover the thing we are missing

The tiny segment to make us whole

While this never-ending maze turns.

Thus we live only to begin again

Reliving this dance in new shoes

Smiling with the morning’s promise

Well meaning in our desire to know

When nothing can really be known

Except for the tip of our own selves

Balancing on board this spinning jest

Curving ourselves into endless patterns

Of colour, spilling over as water falls

Always

Within these handwritten letters, she breathes

Speaking to me of the old days, long lost

Whisperings among rain-drenched leaves

Where we took our walks in the evening time

I hear her voice as I recall each and every line

Her sparkling laughter leaping off the flat page

Remembering the creases around her eyes so fine

And the way her lips curved like an archer’s bow

I live again in these times so precious, spent now

As though a fading movie reel plays before me

Conjuring memories from the depths of the sea

Float on to paper these words that will never be

Lost in time, yet never far from my mind

She sits beside me and is never still.

Copyright Vickie Johnstone