Belated (but still) Happy New Year — We Write Poems prompt 194

 I have a backlog of posts I started but have not finished.  This is one of them.

Auld Lang Syne

soloist cannot complain
but hears thin echoes of disappointments
that neoteric divorced a fateful existent
time rings out past an ending

a blessing, a fresh balm, this spellsong
forsaken yet freely breathing in
unlooked for, renascence
whilst humming in the new year

for Elizabeth’s WWP prompt 194 and dVerse

 

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35 Responses to Belated (but still) Happy New Year — We Write Poems prompt 194

  1. ManicDdaily says:

    Hey Yousei–this is very clever–we certainly do want a spellsong to make the coming year different but maybe what we really want is to make the past different! Your solist/s thin line brings up the inherent conflict–hard to maintain hope! But in this case, hope all is well for you. K.

  2. stimmyabby says:

    “a blessing, a fresh balm, this spellsong” – that line has so much rhythm.

  3. Bryan Ens says:

    New Year is a time of fresh beginnings…but sometimes we need fresh beginnings at other times too…so in a way, any time can be Happy New Year!

  4. i like the free flow thought of humming in the New year..as it is the bee that is truly free..to hive a life a alive..in cooperation..of course with that bird of humming too…

  5. Sumana Roy says:

    i like time’s ringing out the past and also ringing in a renewal…like we let go, grow and become…
    a beautiful poem…

    • Yousei Hime says:

      Sumana Roy,
      Welcome here and thank you for reading and commenting. I can think of few other things than to become a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing your thoughts.

  6. Mohana says:

    to a new beginning!

  7. Hello Poetic Rabbit–Rabbits everywhere on your background now–charming.

    The space between disappointments and the potential promise of all things anew.

    I love the- balm, blessing and spellsong – sequence. Rather reminds of ringing a bell–and ringing in the new while waving out the old year.

    • Yousei Hime says:

      47whitebuffalo.
      I love that background too. It goes so well with Leslie’s beautiful banner I have. Ringing in and out the year–that might have been in my thoughts when I wrote. I know the Japanese have a custom similar to that. On New Years Eve, bells are rung 108 times (to represent the 108 human sins–aren’t there more?) and somehow that ringing resets everyone for the year. Sound purifies. That idea was definitely in the poem. Thanks for sharing it with me. 🙂

  8. billgncs says:

    renascence – a renewal and healing… I feel it in your words

  9. Grace says:

    I specially like the is part of the new year: a blessing, a fresh balm, this spellsong ~
    Despite disappointments, for me that moment calls for gratitude for another year ~

  10. kkkkaty1 says:

    It makes great sense but in a style that is uniquely your own. 😉

  11. kelly says:

    With each new year, each new beginning, brings with us all that has transpired before. Lovely.

  12. Aida Bode says:

    I find that the first and last verse really contain the entire meaning – and what happens in between echoes parallel lines of what happened in the Titanic, but of course this is a different dimension. It’s a very strong write and it has great imagery.

    • Yousei Hime says:

      Aida Bode,
      Thank you for your visit and analysis. I always welcome reading what a reader finds in my writing. I’ve never watched the Titanic movie. Your seeing parallels just confirms for me that half the poem is what the reader brings to it. I’m glad you liked my half. Thank you again for sharing this with me.

      • Aida Bode says:

        Well, the title of your poem is really what sort of drove me into thinking about the Titanic. That’s the last song that was played on the ship before it sunk.

        • Yousei Hime says:

          Aida,
          That makes sense. I always think of Dan Fogelberg’s “Same Auld Lang Syne” when I see it. I will still stop what I’m doing to sing along with that song. I did see an older Titanic movie,

            A Night to Remember

          . I think they showed the band playing that in that movie as well. It is fun to see what grows from the words we put down. 🙂

  13. claudia says:

    to me…i felt a certain loneliness but also the courage to move on…

    • Yousei Hime says:

      claudia,
      If that’s what you felt, then it made sense to you. Very good to know. Easier to write about it from further down the path, but the echoes are there. Thank you for reading it and commenting. 🙂

  14. brian miller says:

    i had to look up several words….neoteric is a cool one…renascence the revival…i often find that in music…i guess it is never too late for a new year eh? smiles.

    • Yousei Hime says:

      brian,
      I had to look them up too. I enjoy that though. Sorry for the extra work. I think the prompt suggested using unfamiliar phrases. I knew about “renascence” for a few years. I’ve long liked that word. Never too late for a new year, or new life for that matter. I’m gladly embarking on mine. Thank you for sharing a part of it with me. smiles back at you

  15. slpmartin says:

    A very lyrical verse.

    • Yousei Hime says:

      slpmartin,
      But does it make sense? It felt like it when I wrote it, but I often come back to things and wonder. Thank you for reading, commenting, and especially visiting.

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