In Gratitude for Bibliotek, Canines, and Solarpunk Glory

The New Year's Day sunrise reminds me: a year flew by
in which I was grateful — every time it starts,
driving into peach sunrises and sunsets,
marveling at engineering and human support systems,
ever hopeful of technological devices,
be there one glorious year of this or 10.

In between rain breaks and mizzle: I was grateful
for art-nature-dreams — always being outside,
gazing up into superlative trees,
buying the work clothes of everyday laborers,
ever calmed by cold medicine and ibuprofen,
be there one glorious day or 10.

When I went to The World of Wakanda: I met friends
zie was — "a lifelong advocate for social change,"
saying, "I'm grateful for those who make an effort."
voting in Utopian Acts of courage,
ever awed by the edible flowers of our imagination,
be there one glorious story or 10.

When I went to Wayward Vegan Cafe: we gorged
biscuits maximus on spices, pepper, salt — poutines of plants,
sleeping in a fit sunny day, glorious breath,
meeting with friends for games, grateful for luck,
ever warmed by leisure and bookshelves,
be there one day off with Sam or 10.

Always beside so many animals: I found my safe haven,
in which there were dogs, porgs — everyone at Pasado's,
taking them all home for sleepovers,
praising veterinarians and women's voices,
ever grateful for acts of hope and change, a glorious word,
be there one wise Ursula K. Le Guin or 10.

In a world of hummingbirds and nectar forests: I practice writing
where world-building exercises roll like marbles,
crafting a landscape of furry summers,
nurturing elements of memento mori,
ever inspired by earthly optimism, the divine spark,
be there one glorious life to be grateful for or 10.

This is one of my favorite thanksgiving traditions...taking all of the words/phrases I was grateful for from the past year of blogging and turning them into a poem.

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