On the New Year’s Eve

What is it about these lights
That makes us feel joy and cheer
Is it their sparkling warmth
Or the memory of someone dear

Where does the tingling come from
Is it the longing of the midnight kiss
Or the unfulfilled void lingering inside
Waiting for someone whom we shall miss

At midnight everything starts again
A blank piece of paper, a fresh sheet
Or is it just the lonesome yearning
For something or someone new to meet

The new year new me nonsense begins
Age-old hope and some new resolutions
Dragged from one December to another
Cheers for old problems and older solutions!

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I’m Erna, the writer and creator behind this space. I’m a creative business owner, lifelong lover of words, and a devoted cat lady. Slavic mythology sits at the heart of my work, and here you’ll find my poems, book reviews, retellings of old myths, and glimpses into my own books and writing journey.

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Beneath the Surface

My poetry collection Beneath the Surface revolves around the secrets, weaknesses, and monsters that creep beneath the surface of the everyday existence. Go here to learn more!

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