Morning Haiku and Waka – New Year’s Eve – December 31, 2014

the old day wanes
toasted with fireworks
new year’s eve
when morning dawns in silence
it looks just like yesterday

last day of the year
reviewing past and future
new resolutions

new calendar
hanging on the wall
ready for use

© G.s.k. ‘14

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37 thoughts on “Morning Haiku and Waka – New Year’s Eve – December 31, 2014

    • One can always hope … but after 63 New Years … I think that there isn’t really much hope for that … so I’ll content myself with the here and now and enjoy the moment. Hope you have a great New Year’s Eve and that your new year will be wonderful! Thanks for dropping by this morning. 🙂

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          • I’ve always thought of myself as a beatnik/hippie at heart, despite not being into smoking grass or the whole long hair trip….

            I did grow my hair long after I got out of the service, and a cross country thing on a motorcycle– but it was more ‘Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance’ than it was “On The Road”… 😀

            No, I guess I pine for simpler days, even though I couldn’t live like that again. 😀


          • I never got into the “On The Road” thing … and never went much for pot either … but “Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance” I can groove to still … things did seem simpler then … but having a tendency towards relativizing history, I wonder if it really was … or did we just look at the world differently. Seems to me every age has its special mark of difficulty … hmm .. sorry, I’m yammering again 😉

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          • It’s wearing me out too I have to admit .. seems that this last hundred or so years have really accelerated the need for new coping strategies .. my son’s been a help keeping me on my toes though .. on the other hand, one worries about their future in these strange times. :-/

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          • Very much so. But, my great grandmother, who lived until age 102, and MOWED HER OWN GRASS until she was in her 90’s (YEP), told me once that nothing ever really changes. I believe her, too. 😀


          • She actually is probably correct in fact .. just a question of perspective. I do remember when I was a younger and it wasn’t easy to find a first time job (experience required – for example) and unemployment of young people seemed just as rampant as it is now days … wars were still there and we feared the atom bomb … inflation and bursting bubbles were all there as well … however, there was also more consideration for peoples rights … or is that an illusion .. I do know here in Italy, we never worried about health care … now it’s not quite the same as they whittle away at what’s got to be paid for … but all told, she’s probably right.

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  1. Lovely series, Bella! plus que ça change, plus que c’est pareil:) but our outlook can change and here is for chaning our vision just a tad and writing which makes me most happy. Maybe we will finally meet in the new year…Michael says he will be in London in April…hmmm something to think about. Gros gros câlin mon amie et bisous xx


    • Sorry I’m late reading and responding to this I found it in my spam folder. Nothing grim about the truth … in fact we do measure time arbitrarily and not even universally … as in some places in the world it isn’t new year’s eve at all. As for time destroying all things … all things are born and once born begin to decay and we can’t hide from that it’s a sad truth … But I’m very sorry though for you loss and hope you will soon find happiness or at least peace in the near future …


  2. I like the expectant hush in your last haiku – nothing like a clean calendar hanging on the wall ready for a whole new year – I have one in my kitchen too. 🙂


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