A prayer to self over Christmas

I can’t find any words

To describe how fed up

I am with myself

For a writing year

That disappeared

Quite frankly

Into mist

And yet there is hope


2019 doesn’t know what 2018 did

2019 is open for invention and enterprise.

It’s a year that can be

Easily wrangled

Into shape.

With ambition.

So, two very fat fingers to 2018

And a special embrace

To an, as yet, uncocked-up New Year

Full force, full on

For the best I can possibly do…and be…

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