In Newness - Anita Holzberg

In newness I come
  spanky sparky newness
     like a shiny penny
        sequined sleeves
                gold bags
            sparkle shoes

In newness I come
     like every day starts the same
           like every moment is never the same

Choice words around an oak table
      You were all here once

In newness I come
   not looking back
      the old remarks
               the old tire
          the old typewriter in the garage
               an antique of memories

In newness I come
     like the budding rose
           looking for water
     like the fish looking for food
     like a woman looking for love 
        in the vast forest
            of life.