Poem: New Year

“New Year”

sunrise,
pink hues lighting up
the eastern sky as
a new day slips
quietly over the
horizon, a new year
dawning on all those
below, the blessed
and the damned,
bringing endless
possibilities for
redemption or suffering
to all of us here
who have awaited
its arrival

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I would change the ‘and’ to ‘or’

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You mean “the blessed or the damned”?

“…redemption and suffering…”

to redemption or suffering

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Oh that one. Yeah i like that more. Thanks!

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you do most of your writing in the morning, don’t you.

I know that’s when I do mine

but I might do fiction on a long afternoon.

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Yeah that’s been my pattern lately. I think it’s dependent on the mood i’m in. Lately i’ve been getting up early. for the last several weeks, and it comes to me early on. I have to write it down when it’s fresh on my mind.

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I have a series of dreams poems

I tried writing out long hand what I could remember

and then making it into a poem,

but I doubt I would have been able to do that later in the day.

You also inspire me to keep writing, even though I’m still

kind of in a slump.

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That sounds pretty cool. I rarely remember my dreams. It seems like when i wake up they go right out of my head. Glad i inspired you. I get in a slump sometimes. I will write furiously for a while and then go for a long stretch without writing anything. It’s feast or famine, as they say.

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