New Year’s Eve
Annie Louise Twitchell
The stage is set.
We, the actors,
are poised,
waiting for the
curtain to lift.
The silence
is heavy
and fragrant
with expectation:
what will
the new year bring?
The curtain shifts
and we wait
a breathless moment
more before
we tumble forth
to a play not
yet written,
a performance
not yet told.
I scribbled this just before starting my family’s traditional New Year’s Eve movie, The Sound of Music. I’m getting off the computer now because Maria is running to the Abbey, terribly late and in quite a state.
Blessings for the New Year 2016!
Copyright 2015 by Annie Louise Twitchell