A New Year

Woohoo! We beat Pitino! Another poem to start the new year. This was written a while ago for a dear friend:

A Vernal Waltz

As the morning dawns, we survey the stony path,
And we step gingerly upon the pristine ground,
Watching dew drops kiss fragile shoots.

The day is new, and we careen into the strange lands.
Furtive Apoidea flit unseen amongst our arbor neighbors,
While we frolic together in the springtime splendor.

Sweat beads on our foreheads as we weather high noon.
A reprise! The grand forest engulfs an emerald glade,
And we slip into the soothing embrace of a mountain steam.

Alas! The sun is falling, and time now belongs to the stars.
As the light bursts into brilliant orange, then soft burgundy,
We cherish a glimpse of a purple phantasm in the treetops.

Now night, the jacarandas wilt upon the velvet earth.
The path is worn, buttressing into a quiet end.
Yet, our friendship endures, a frieze upon the cornice.