Promise IV

With one foot in yellow
the other in white
My pace takes me forward
with promise in sight

At present the mist
O’er floodplains obscures
But behind it the light
like a bright beacon lures

And the promise that beckons
to dispel doubt and fear
Grows strong in the light
now that January’s here

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Twelve months one

No. 6 of 12 in the Jemverse ‘Twelve Months’ series

Delicate, I bow my head
To the first day of the year
And give to it my blessing
For happiness and cheer

Twenty eighteen, here at last
January one
I bring a snowdrop promise
To the year that’s just begun

For I have heart and I have hope
This year throughout will bring
Things that bring a smile
And give you cause to sing

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics 

[The Snowdrop is one of the January birth flowers – the alternative is the Carnation]

This is 6 in a series of 12 poems written for and published on the 1st of every month for a year. See also Twelve Months Eight, Twelve Months Nine, Twelve Months Ten, Twelve Months Eleven and Twelve Months Twelve.

January’s Shivering Smile

Tangible this winter chill
In January’s raw intent
As beneath these spectred morning veils
the silent mist is sent

Intrusive to beleaguered calm
Whispers like a shout
I’m a stranger in an iron-clad still
with no one else about

Yet frigid though the air might be
January serves to bring
A shivering smile through chattering teeth
that it will soon be Spring

©Jemverse

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