Tentative Stepping

Tentative Stepping

Shall I

in the light of a new moon

poked by past’s short comings

dare to determine a brighter future

favor a lofty goal

pumped with high values, like a bulging bicycle tire?

Hobbled by weak will,

a commitment breaker,

can I

call on an accepting, supportive family

call on inquisitive, gentle, persistent urging friends

to invest iron into my will?

Eager for transformation,

anticipating uplifting arms

I resolve

to . . .

There are many phrases I like in this poem.
The second line captures the feeling of one who is starting something that they are not completely familiar.  That's how I feel about blogging. There is so much to learn.
The last two lines of the first stanza indicate I appreciate the values of being a good blogger.
The next stanza is a confession. I failed at blogging before even though I've taken a lesson on it.
Learning can't take place unless one takes the plunge. That's the point of my last stanza. Even then hesitation remains as the last line hints.
Now you see my attempt at approaching a new year's resolution and my goal. How did I do?