Angels of mercy whisper messages
that reach beyond porcelain words
at the place where my heart meets yours.
Shifting pictures that reveal all
are drawn in the sand on time’s fading shore
as the tide rises yet again.
by matt at shadow of iris
old long since

Lovely poem, lovely reading. Thanks, Matt. And happy happy new new to you !
PG
also i like that old long since = auld lang syne – makes you think again, and again, nice work. A very nice New Year’s poem.
P
I really like this poem. The flow, the imagery, the connotation, everything. Tight and well written. Nice work.
@Old 333:
Peter, I always appreciate your comments! Thank you. Of course, happy New Year to you as well!
@Laura:
Thank you, Laura!