New Year
A Poem by The Lark
How strange the seeming auspices With which this ending date is cast, For all new days mark a new year From that day same a year past. Far be it from me to deny The magic of the night we speak, But know there are yet more new year’s Today, tomorrow and next week.
© 2012 The Lark
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Honestly, i can say i really adored this. it was confusing in a way and took a few times to go through, but the feel is very soft, like a whisper on the wind. i liked it a lot!
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Added on December 31, 2011
Last Updated on April 21, 2012
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The LarkMelbourne, Australia
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I guess I'm something of an old-school poet. I always write with fixed meter and rhyme, and for the most part that's what I enjoying reading too.
"I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with th.. more..
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