Note: This was supposed to have been posted on the actual New Year, but then I got sick and I opted to just spend that day watching anime. Yes, I started the year with anime marathons as many in my generation should. In any case, I hope you like this poem – and the poem I’ll post on Friday.
That last year was a bit fickle
and so many times, in a pickle
like a person with sickle
cell I
ached with abandon
with heart pieces random
and found things to stand on-
I write
to the new year
for a new batch of new fears
for sad-tears and joy-tears
that I
could then use to water
the tree of life’s daughter
as I gamely totter
for flight.