12/31/11

The end of year brings final reckoning,
And bears as witness to this life evolved,
A time when we may match our shortcomings,
With faithful pacts to which we are resolved.
We make a promise to our former selves,
That must be kept by those we shall become,
For which fulfillment, only time will tell,
Once we again assess the next year done.
And so, I too have pondered my own place,
My largess and arrears in life's accounts,
And vow to grant less fear and greater faith,
To tender more forgiveness and less doubt.
I pledge my greater love and charity,
The first recipient of which, is me.

12/30/11

The year's long course is finally almost run,
And as the day approaches nigh, I find,
This book of poetry is almost done.
This daily challenge, I myself assigned,
At last, shall be complete and put to rest,
This journal's journey reached it's fateful end,
And yet, i feel i haven't passed a test,
So much as lost a dear and constant friend.

12/29/11

The end of year accounting comes,
With all our debts and credits weighed-
The losses and the garnered sums,
Of fortune found and prices paid.
Here, kept inside our ledger minds,
All that which has achieved or failed.
Across each collumn, down each line
We hope to balance out the scales.

12/28/11

Why are happy times so often,

Complemented by excess,

Rich and tempting toxic poisons,

Sweetened spirits we ingest?

All our toasts of celebration,

All our whims of revelry,

Guilt and shame may soon replace them,

Drawn from wonton gluttony.