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I am running into a New Year

Fall on wet grey pavement

Literally

Figuratively

 

I decide to push myself up

Taste star drops on my tongue

Years linked together 

Chains of paper dolls

 

Childhood intertwined by DNA

When did the bough break?

Along with your mind

Year of rocking horses

 

I am running into the New Year

On top a speckled spotted horse

Gallop along the Rio Grande

I keep up with the flow 

 

Water rushes, shimmer

yellow reflects and clings to

White Aspen branches skinny like

Ballet dancers choreographing wind

 

I am running into the New Year

I knew you when you were

16, 26, 36, decades more

I forgive you if it helps

 

You bite, I still rescue

Paper doll pieces fall

Confetti snow in a snow globe 

1 drowning is better than 2

 

Comfort quilted covered trundle 

beds with rainbow colored stuff animals

London Bridges falling down

Ollie Ollie oxen free

 

I am running into the New Year

With or without you

 

Inspired by Lucille Clifton's “running into a new year”

 

 

where do ladies lie

“Dead men tell no tales.”

                                                                                         No murder confessions ever 

 

Where do ladies lie?