The Creator knows, he understands

~The Poet’s Poet~

This bright day has given him hope

Scope, to write his first poem for a New Year

Something that never again will be seen

First poetic words for 2019

Shiny black in colour, on a crisp snow white page

Seed sown harvested by the sage.

A private language, given new life

He cradles his head in his hands, releases a sigh of relief.

The jukebox no longer silent

Plays a song of heartbreak

No time to feel disconsolate

Forward, leaving the darkness of the past in his wake.

Without care or sorrow, dream only of the prosperity of tomorrow.

(c) Chris Black. January 2019


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