. Same Old New Year I bid adieu. You shuffle out. A new you shimmies in--- A you without the frown and pout, A happy you of zip and clout, And once again I’ve little doubt You’ll make me rich and thin. You’ll bring me zing. You’ll make me sing. You’ll zoom me to the moon. You’ll turn my winter into spring. You’ll toss me stars on which to swing. You’ll lift my dreams on nifty wing Before the month of June. As midnight chimes, I whoop and cheer. I toast you with Champagne To strains of Auld Lang Syne, my dear, Knowing that when May draws near, You’ll scowl until your end is here And you appear again. . . Happy New Year! As fireworks fizzle out and bagpipes wane, As curtains close on ghosts of grim things past I dream my way to daybreak’s beaming plain Where highest hopes are destined to be cast. As last year melts with stars and midnight’s kiss, As half-filled flutes of cheer grow stale and flat I drift towards the dawn to launch my wish On wings that skim Apollo’s habitat. Neath clouds of clementine and lemon fluff I aim my faith beyond Earth’s fuss and fray. I pitch my plea to reach just far enough For seraphim to sing the words I pray. As brazen cockerels crow and farmers rise I spy a phoenix cleave through blazing skies. . . Susan Jarvis Bryant has poetry published on Lighten Up Online, Snakeskin, Light, Sparks of Calliope, and Expansive Poetry Online. She also has poetry published in TRINACRIA, Beth Houston’s Extreme Formal Poems anthology, and in Openings (anthologies of poems by Open University Poets in the UK). Susan is the winner of the 2020 International SCP Poetry Competition, and has been nominated for the 2022 Pushcart Prize.