Stars Bloom At Scalloped Edges

Stars Bloom At Scalloped Edges

happiness is this, I think

to celebrate a relentless desire

for something that cannot exist

terminal romance summons you upward

just where stars bloom at scalloped edges

of un-borrowed books and minced words

a moment of hesitation is returned affection

and the sharp subject of improvised melodramas  

expressions so quizzical admirers are acquired for

an accommodating view of glittering shambles

easily navigated by naïve hearts of willing praise

happiness is this, I think

to commemorate a constant yearning

for something that is explicitly impossible

contingent on fiction tinging phosphorous truth

among embedded pleasures at scalloped edges

conspiratorial language detonates the soft stars

artless mythology tangles the far side of fading light

but at my firm demand I confess with my reluctant pen

I shudder in the darkness where I hear a name repeated

truth surges until I am an endangered volume of poetry

and it is revealed happiness is nothing that I expected

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I wanted to work in one last post before we ring in a new year.  Wow, 2013 has flown by like a dream and I have a lot to be grateful for.  I accomplished a great deal of writing this year and am excited for the new stories and poems that will materialize in the coming months.  I saw a lot of great shows this year, live theatre, concerts and attended excellent literary events that propelled me to continue to do the work I am passionate about and that is writing.  Anything else, as I have always said, just pays the bills.

I am certain that 2014 will have its share of challenges and obstacles but I look forward to pursing them, in my 40^th year on this planet, with courage, strength, wisdom and experience. 

Despite a crippling cold that plagued me Boxing Day through this past weekend (the dry cough still persists) I am set to celebrate a new year dawning with champagne, fancy clothes, my good friends and one last Matt Mays show at the Casino.  I intend to do all of this with optimism and with faith in what will fill the days, weeks and months ahead.  No resolutions, just the continued practice of being good, kind, generous, creative and thankful for my blessings.

A very happy new year to you and yours. 

In propinquity,

Nic