My beautiful virgin year – 2018

Here we are at the gate of the New Year. I wrote the poem below in response to the day ahead but at this moment it also resonates in me for the year.


A vast expanse of sandy beach
Scoured clean by the night tide.

I do not want to step on it.
My beautiful virgin day.

As a child, there’d be no pause.
Rolling, stamping, jumping,
I’d imprint myself, careless, free and thoughtless
Across that swathe of sand.

But I have spoilt too many days
To run at this one.

I take off my shoes. The beauty
burns my feet. I pause.

And bow to all that is to come.

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