Happy New Year Poem by Midnight Clarity

The final note of midnight
will sound on aural drums
around the world.
Champagne will spill
or sparkling water
spiked with lime
will cool lips
parched by empty kisses
while those fed by love
cling moistly to each other
filled with whispers
for the future
while all around
the crowd fast turns to madding
and spends its energy
on shouts and screams
outlining dreams
they will never act upon
bright sparks no one
will ever breathe upon
to make a flame.
Too bad, for hope and expectation
in our hands, our thoughts
have all the power of reality
and we can say with passion
hot enough
to carve it
into adamantine stone
2009 will be a happy,
will be the brightest,
will be the best New Year ever!