New

Posted on December 29, 2012 | 16 Comments

The end of one thing
is the seed of tomorrow
forever renewed.

Each new day starts with
stars brushed from the morning sky
by yesterday’s sun.

I hope to be kissed
when the calendar changes
and brings me new hope.

Inspired by the  word prompt “NEW” at

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16 Responses to New

  1. Susan L Daniels | December 29, 2012 at 11:19 | Reply

    Oh, I hope you are kissed too!

  2. Look For A Lovely Thing | December 29, 2012 at 11:23 | Reply

    “stars brushed from the morning sky”

    absolutely gorgeous!

  3. Alice | December 29, 2012 at 12:33 | Reply

    I like the image of the sun brushing away the night’s stars.

  4. Bruce Ruston | December 29, 2012 at 13:07 | Reply

    I really like the hope, esp the last one

  5. unfetteredbs | December 29, 2012 at 18:01 | Reply

    lovely and hopeful. A kiss awaits for you — go softly and find it

  7. JasmineKyleSings | December 30, 2012 at 10:47 | Reply

    I know I’m going to get a good kiss at midnight! Happy NEw Year!!!

  8. readinpleasure | December 31, 2012 at 10:57 | Reply

    lovely set. You will surely be kissed. :-)

  9. Jenny Fisher | January 2, 2013 at 15:32 | Reply

    gorgeous imagery. espcially liked the second one

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