Auld Lang Syne rings... 2024 Opens... Pre-face (d) The Old squints bravely At the bright face of the New Brimming with possibility. Loved and strangers alike Silently question The Past Ode Time Long Past Distant memories remain Every sloppy kiss, Every glass-clinking toast Every euphoric hug shared Reflections drowned out by slurred conversations The forgotten resolutions Hidden in the wooden chests of Regrets Time long past I walked the airy streams Where hints of citrus, honey, and mint Entwined in threads of mist Bequeath the fragrant scent Lingering in green leathery tongues Gossiping misadventures Whispering encounters Mourning departures Time long past The Keepers of memories not easily wilted Remember spontaneous affection The disorienting nostalgia, The cups of kindness Running in the earthly veins Giving and giving Without restrain Long time past Blue-Grey Elders Peeling their life in pieces Weeping renewal tears Gathering girth Shedding the old Revealing the gold underneath Red healing gum leaking from the entrails of history Shall sooth the pain, Renew the Wish Exposing the new virgin bark About to spring Long time Past The randomness of Wisdom Call out by the Wind Rattling legends and Myths Holding truths and dreams Gripping at the center of the Earth With strong, gentle fingers Caressing the land Containing the hearts The seeds of life Long time past I touched you I trailed you I felt you Long Time Forever I shall keep you In a drawer of my soul.
Mercedes Calcano January 2024