2021 - Beginning

The days crowd in on each other brightly, endlessly
Then lay there flat.
Breathing heavily,
Waiting for something to happen
Twitching, expectant,
Then shallowly, softly, sporadically.

When nothing new comes, they lay there in sorrow.

Linda Napoli
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/03/2021

Poet's note: I usually feel a sense of optimism with the new year, but this time it was a struggle. This poem developed over the course of a day, from the first line written in the morning to the last line written that evening.
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