Is the start of a New Year a clean slate? Or does it come with unreasonable expectations? This Typewriter Rodeo poem invites us to not overthink it – and just jump in.
New Year
I hope your new year starts
like a child on the diving board at Barton Springs.
The board wobbles, scratchy under bare feet,
tummy peeking out of your life jacket.
The water bright, but bitter cold
and so
far
down.
The line grows,
but so do cheers up on the hill.
They don’t know you,
but they stop their tanning, twirling,
tarot reading
to woop and holler,
loud and proud
of you already.
3 … 2 … 1 …
AHH!
Then, muffled quiet.
Just you
so thrilled you
took the plunge.
This new year,
we believe in you.
So JUMP!
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