New Year Poem by GJC boyle

Hot cold holding to tight
Time to let go
Let the winds dictate
Accustomed to being unsure
My tracks still visible
Covered these thoughts over and over
Paused again
Consuming every day
Will they ever go away
Capture a new tomorrow
Leave with yesterday the hurt the sorrow
Hunting for new ways
Of dealing with the days
Days that have gone by
I have killed them off
But still they wont die
Need a whole new me
Do i run
Yes must i flee
Capture another way
Of letting go
Letting go of yesterday
The past is still present
Will it ever be gone
Idling
New year is so so near
No more idling
Changing gear