NEW YEAR'S EVE 2009

NEW YEAR’S EVE 2009

You rise

sparkling like glow worms massing,

chandelier

peeping through Leylandia.

You move slowly until break out

into rainbow-scaley sky.

You rise

bouncing ball of icy blue

hang solemnly

ready to drop

onto an unsuspecting world.

You rise

hide behind cross-hatched pear,

play peak and seek

where in autumn

hardened fruit failed their perry promise.

You rise high

to top of leaded apple light

where earlier today

Jays picked budding berries.

You rise higher

pure demure

reminding us of friends

and places faraway.

You rise

above sheep mountain

silhouette

and below

spin fish, turn tides,

moods ebb and flow,

wolf women whistle and wail.

You rise ever higher

and retreat.                                              Janet Daniel