Auld Lang sign here, please

Resolving, revolving
promises
made, kept, broken
a yearly event
spontaneously
preordained

commitments
utterly devoid of
promissory intent,
overflowing
self-mockery filling
all potholes on
the poorly paved
road to hell

Resolving, revolving
nothing stays the same
but the yearly
promises to change
though attitudes
ingrained
leave revelatory
mandates estranged

new year, old refrain

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About poetluckerate

I am a poet, writer and teacher who moved from Minnesota to New Orleans in 2008 to help rebuild the worst public school system in America. It is a huge challenge to say the least. Writing - in many different forms and ways - has saved me untold thousands in therapy bills throughout the years. Reading my writings may do either the same - or just the opposite - for you. Read at your own risk, as I do not offer writer malpractice insurance. ;-{) I hope you enjoy what you read here.
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