No new years resolution, not this year...

No point making that which is to be broken

There are no new year resolutions made
as the "made" broken, and quickly, in all years past,
so quickly that the echoes of "Aulde Lang Syne"
still heard, faint, as the sky lit brilliantly,
a thousand explosions birthing a myriad
and more of colours that take away the breath,
bring out the inner child from even the most cynical,
wide eyed, open mouthed adults regressed, briefly,
but regressed all the same,
back to a time before life's burdens known...

Instead, but without self imposed resolve
I will try to place grief, this to long held,
(although I know not for certain what length of elapsed time
is time enough when grieving)
into a quiet, peaceful corner of my mind,
this corner to be visited less often than daily
as is, and has been the case these past four plus years.
I reassure myself, as reassurance needed, that this okay,
will never diminish my love for those now passed,
will not lessen the missing, now, or ever...

With this written, my load lightened, mind unburdened
I pause, look out at a cold, grey day,
"this will be a good year" I tell myself, "a good year"
I smile, we'll see...

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I know just what you mean Gee. There is so much truth in this poem.

[Gee]

Thanks Ken.
Grief is a strange emotion that brings with it a sense of guilt if seen to be enjoying yourself too much. So hard to know if and when to move on with life as it was pre the death of a loved one.

[Ken Simm.]

From experience there is no right time but only a time when you want to. Or more importantly you feel they think it is time.
“Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them.”
― Leo Tolstoy

[Gee]

I like that. Will try not to mix him up with Leo Sayer:)