Next Year

by Maria Francesca

I'm gonna
leap before I look
jump to all the conclusions
run with scissors
and speak before I think

I'm gonna
let all the cats
out of all the bags
wake sleeping dogs

I'm gonna
look a gift horse
in the mouth
and discount my blessings
and ac cen tu ate the negative

I'm gonna talk to strangers
and get blood from turnips
and water from stones

because apparently,
I got all that wrong
this year.


Posted on 12/26/2016
Copyright © 2024 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Julie Adams on 01/01/17 at 02:13 PM

I love this little gem, filled with the flipside of so many colloquialisms

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