with trepidation
remembering
my mother
whose taste
for January
was less
than palatable
sour
in one’s mouth
fear
mixed with
anxiety
too many
deaths
in this month
a realization
later come by
and as I stand
facing the end
of one year
the beginning
of another
honor those ghosts
who stand
with me
this night
and drink
enough whiskey
to forget
my name
so as to
sally forth
blameless
from darkness
into the light
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Leonard Durso 
Happy New Year, my friend, in both your named and nameless manifestation.
That was exceptional my friend
Happy New Year To You
xx Paris
Thank you, dear Paris. And may your New Year be filled with joy and love.
Happy New Year to you. It will be vodka for me, but, after enough, onwards into the light. Cheers.
Happy New Year to you, too. And may there be plenty of light for you this new year.
Love the poem – Happy New Year
Thank you. Happy New Year to you, too.
Blessings of the New Year…
Thank you. Theresa. I hope much joy and love awaits you this New Year.
Beautiful! I wish you a poetic New Year.
Thank you, Jane. Have a New Year filled with joy and more beautiful images to share with us.
This poem has my heart. Sad and beautiful~
Thank you for this kind comment.
You’re welcome