To the New Year


the one we left, the one we’re in, the one after tomorrow

vanished held in memory, hearts still beat, lives forge on

the year quietly disappears ~ a new year emerges amid the

flash of midnight


perhaps, resolutions? Kept for a special day when in honesty

should be at any time, we grow older, they say wiser, are we?

ready for new challenges to face, new paths to explore

along this highway


life alters, awaiting the changes that nature may bestow

~ the unknowing, the underlying, what will come to us

shall we cry in grief, be tormented, understand

this is life


that we held, flutter in the breeze, a dove not wanting to be held

learning who are true and who are not, new ~ giving strength

we cling, can we truly forget the pain of others lost

we are human


met along the way, virtual, not knowing of their lives, the inner

sanctum of themselves, words, lines, offerings and I wonder

as they may who we really are, what makes them tick

curious and curiouser


what brings them joy and makes them who they are

perhaps too deep but my thoughts, my thoughts alone

shall the new year bring more insight into who you

are ~ your lives


that ticks, more quickly as the years pass by

once young with thoughts of many years ahead

now the time is cut by half or more and so we dread

the path ahead


a wine, a distant thought, those we have lost

those left behind and we still remain ~ the time unknown

grasping for those we loved not by our side

tears we weep


take in the new year joy, the changes it will bring

hide the fears of what may come, for they may live

~I may live and tell myself be strong what ever

comes my way


to those I’ve met this year for love, support and more

encouragement and bonding in this virtual world

I never would have guessed – no I never would

so I thank you

©jmtacken December 2013


Roses are Red

Wine is too

Poetry is damn hard


and the moment you have all been waiting for…or not

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 26,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 10 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

In saying the above, yes the New Year brings many thoughts, visions of perhaps events I do not want to know, but I want to say thank you to all my readers who have read my ramblings over the last year. Also thank you for your kindness and words in my new ‘career’ – all of you have been with me along this journey. My life that I share about me, my ‘penguins’ my happiness my woes…and well I’m just grateful.

If you weren’t here ~ I simply would have given this away long ago.

It is NEW YEAR’S EVE here in Australia ~ and I wish each and everyone of you a healthy, happy, love filled, peaceful and beautiful 2014 and I hope that we get to know each other even more in the coming new year.

🙂  and xxx from the Mums


The tock has clicked the fire works have almost hit the ground

It’s 2013!… over here…no  not up there…down under!

For once and only once (as we know I do babble on a tad) since starting my Blog Life on July 29th 2012, this post will be tiny but HUGE in what I wish to say to each and every one of YOU.

Thank YOU… all of you…every like..every comment…every critique…every bit of and kindness. YOU have made me laugh..made me cry…made me sit back in awe of your talents ..and yes sadly sometimes have made me cringe (just a weeny bit mind).

I have loved every part of being part of YOU and your works and I am sure I shall continue to do so.

If I didn’t have YOU I wouldn’t be here, I wouldn’t bother, I would simply watch TV… (so YOU) have saved me. YOU have made Mr. S a Blog Widower but he’s ok with that.

So HAPPY NEW YEAR to all of YOU – the blogging community who have been there with me and for me.

I wish you and yours an extremely happy, healthy, writing addictive 2013.

May there always be lead in your pencil… or a keyboard or notepad at the ready for all of YOU.

We have fireworks starting (coz well we are ahead of most of YOU) and yes it’s a quiet one for ramblings/rambly/mumsy but I don’t mind because I could share some of it with YOU.

Be kind to your friends, reach out and help when you can – as that is what YOU have done for me and for that I am eternally grateful.