December 28, 2012 Sunday Whirl #89

IMG_7529The Landscape of My Mind

Each day begins a new
The sun rises above the mountain
Promises delivered to a new world
Yet each day ends
Spectacular sunset
World in flame

Year’s end lies
In tangent with the
Beginning of the newyear
Endings and beginnings
The perfect pair
The work of the old year
Folded away
Neatly labeled
A completion of sorts
Or perhaps just a link in the chain

On winter’s night
The Rio Pueblo
The creek in the woods
Settles in for a winter’s nap
Blanketed with ice and snow
Reflects sparkle of stars
Named for ancestors

Wishes, hopes, and desires are kneaded
Into the bread of a newyear
Against adversity
The perfect loaf formed
The path will be strewn with missteps
No need to brood
The point of faith is fixed
POP! A new year is here

Note:  against, creek, ice, deliver, pop, point, tangent, flame, stars, knead, brood, strewn

As I looked closely at the photograph I had chosen for the piece, I realized it was taken several years ago.

The Little Tree
The little tree stands
Leafless in the corner
Of the courtyard
The village beyond

It is morning
The sky ablaze announcing
The sun

A white blanket of snow
Covers the ground
What sleeps beneath
Prepares for spring

I look closely
I realize
There is no tree
In that corner

The picture I see
Exists only in my mind’s eye

The tree was removed
After the furry kitty
Lost an eye
Because of the stickers

The little tree
A red plum
I will always see
Stand before the deep blue mountain
In memory of you

21 thoughts on “December 28, 2012 Sunday Whirl #89

  1. This is wonderful, Annell. The Wordle words are buried invisibly inside this poem. I love ‘wishes, hopes, and desires are kneaded into the bread of a newyear………” and yes, beginnings and endings are the perfect pair. You really cannot have one without the other. Happy New Year, Annell.

  2. ha i like the double play in year end lies….the creek settling for a winters nap is a cool touch….the bread of the new year, like that as well…we are getting snow here today….probably about an inch so far, but just beginning….hope you have a great new year annell…

  3. Annell,
    Thank you for all of your visits. I have no explanation for comments – that are misdirected.
    I actually for a year was employed as a baker…I did not like the ‘early rises’ at all. Generally I had to be in by 5am. That meant I had to go to bed by 8pm.

    Each sun rise and sun set have their own stories. I like the stars reflecting their ancestral stories in the frozen ice of the creek. Our creek is too fast flowing to freeze. Perhaps just near the banks – sometimes.

  4. Gorgeous writing, Annell! I especially liked:
    “The work of the old year
    Folded away
    Neatly labeled
    A completion of sorts
    Or perhaps just a link in the chain.”
    I love running the words through my head. Such beautiful images.
    Happy New Year to you!

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