Sunday, 29 December 2013


the day was winding down 
in dreary deadlines,
and bills to be paid,
and lists of weary errands, to be done

pushed off until the hour signaled
The Lord of Time
would soon be tap-tap-tapping
his mighty year-end scythe
upon the door

and I would not be ready
to go forward,
for I am seldom ready 
–  when change comes – 

and so I muddled about
at the end of the passage.

and then, just when, I began to feel
lost and a little overwhelmed,
he was there, as he always is

there:  as warm and sure as light. 

and I thought:  I might just get it together, yet.
but anyway . . . I won't be alone . . . tonight.

“It’s often just enough to be with someone.  I don’t need to touch them.  Not even talk.  A feeling passes between you both.  You’re not alone.”  Marilyn Monroe

photos:  Old and New Light – W. Bourke and Poster of Marilyn Monroe Stuck to the Back of a Door – W. Bourke 

© 2013 Wendy Bourke 


  1. I always find that you get right to the heart of things, e.g.:

    and I would not be ready
    to go forward


    there: as warm and sure as light

    Happy New Year!

  2. Thank you. And Happy New Year to you, Janet!

  3. This is a very thoughtful poem, Wendy. I like that the Lord of Time tapping on the door will give the narrator of the poem company as the old year goes out and the new year goes in. It is good to have company sometime, especially at these important transition points in life.

  4. Thank you, Mary. Yes, a bit of company does help to keep the hobgoblins at bay. Smiles.