What waits to stir beneath snow
is more than old leaves and mud;
life folded, patient and slow
(is) what waits to stir beneath snow
shifts in its sleep, hungry to grow
the dreams seeds own, impatient to bud
what waits to stir beneath snow
is more than old leaves and mud.
Here at the cusp of year’s turning
there is nothing new, just what waits
the other side of midnight, affirming
here at the cusp of year’s turning
of a calendar page, young as yearning
but older than life, earlier than dates
here at the cusp of year’s turning
there is nothing new, just what waits
and it waits for something more than spring
to shout out truth birds already know, and sing.
Susan Daniels Poetry 
A satisfying conclusion, Susan. I especially like the final line 🙂
Thank you
My pleasure–thanks for nudging me ever so gently onward.
how does someone manage to make something already perfect even more perfect?!
just look at your work.
wow.
Oh my gosh, thank you Polly and Boomie made me,,,
glad they did, it is awesome!
Again, thanking you. I guess I need to be pushed harder sometimes–I do tend to get lazy…
oh, what you had done before i wouldn’t call lazy in the slightest! sometimes people provide another perspective – one we couldn’t see until revealed.
this is what i love about reading, interacting and being read – we all can lift each other to new heights!
Yes–I love the creative synthesis that is happening here 😉
Wow Susan…
Thanks for challenging me, sis. I really like this now, as opposed to thinking it was simply “pretty” before.
beautiful…just beautiful
Oh, thank you, sis.
Nice arrangement…
Thank you, Nelle.
Ok until I can properly interpret poetry there is only so many times this like button will allow me to hit it. 🙂
Jen–there is nothing, absolutely nothing proper about my poetry, and I doubt it would submit to interpretation. Just enjoy the sounds and pictures, and whatever feelings it evokes. Thanks for liking it.
Lucky Polly and Boomie. 🙂
Hee, hee. They don’t know how lucky–because I have an aversion to most formed/rhymed poetry, and they asked me to go BACK to this one. But they were right–it needed more.