Long Tomorrows Poems
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Clutter of echoing chirpings up my sylvan irreverent tune
detaching reckless realities carefully sewn above a sovereign moon
Velvet violin tunes arose to a bittersweet string of polyester prattle sorrows
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afar wraith paths of escape
Timelessly stretching through thicket aroused breaths aloof stones
soft spoken soughing of a enigma fauna painted into woodland bones
Myrth crystal waves lost on the ledge of sequel crayons of tattle tomorrows
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I enter the way
Stargazing Ichiko's hymns on the coddling abyssal of my reverie train
enter the arcane painted depths of my esoteric paint though celestial rains
Wine bonnets drunken on overdosed fabricated ebullient sunshine rays
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I exit tolling doom
If a moon veiled aethereal heart would dare to venture runic gossamers
Exit hurricanes of eldritch swirls on a nostalgic chimerical polished casimire
Heathen tartaned nova deer in bountiful fruit baskets of wolves astray
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entering celestial crypts
Tired realities howl through a seraphic talismanic engaging bracken shield
I see now what lies across verdant sunlight flickering Swiss Lyn orchard fields
Peach kisses upon a soft freckled hand through sibilant hushed vineyards
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I remain
how will i feel
when the rain stops
what will change
where will i be
depression over rides
my feelings real
gray skies in my head
over come the dread
can't seem to put it
together , for whatever
it is worth, i am stuck
in this constant mud slide
of total fear, of being
swept away in the raging
waters of emotions
bouncing off debris of worry
slurry of mixed thoughts
need a break in this storm
something positive a focus
winds blowing life away
blurred by past regrets
hindered by the what ifs in life
need a new beginning
a want of something
a feel of a real scene
just want to sleep now
end the weather in my mind
repeating over and over
"tomorrows forecast rain
with winds at 45 miles
an hour , the burnt areas will
be on mud slide watch"
"Be happy in the moment, that's enough. Each moment is all we need."
Quote_ Mother Teresa
Cry not on flowers wilted,
Count not on buds that canker might blight,
But marvel over beauty blossomed!
Extinct are our Yesterdays,
Illusory are our Tomorrows,
Today is all that exists,
This moment alone matters.
It is what there is and all there is.
Today is our way up hill.
The arena for action decreed.
The stage set for the show.
The tool and trade for life.
Today well lived leaves –
Every Yesterday
A reminiscence sweet to relish!
Every Tomorrow
A vision glorious to chase!
Drool not, hence over yester years
Rant not on chances missed.
Greet Today right in front!
Enjoy the moment at hand.
Each moment is all we need.
Render it your respiration and perspiration
Turning Yesterday - a commemoration,
Today- an actualization,
Tomorrow –a stimulation,
And life – a celebration!
May.23.2023
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In the middle of the night
With sleep still in my eyes
I stepped into my kitchen
And received quite a surprise
As I reached out my hand
And flicked the light on
There were balloons, confetti, party hats
With a banner that read -WELCOME HOME-
I'd caught thousands of roaches
In the middle of song
They all turned and looked at me strange
As if I'd done something wrong
I heard a scream from the crowd
A foreign language to me
The next thing I know
I'm knocked down to my knees
As I'm being dragged
Across the linoleum floor
I see a little red button
That opens up a trap door
I started getting real nervous
The deeper we went
If I was a cat with nine lives
I think eight I just spent
They took me before the king
King Ralph Roach was his name
I only knew that
Cause that's what his name tag displayed
I was assigned a public defender
But that did me no good
He spoke Roach, I spoke Human
Each other we never quite understood
"GUILTY!" Came the verdict
I hollered what was my crime!
"Interrupting a roach in the middle of having a good time"
Came the judges reply
Squishing to be my death
The day after tomorrows last night
I said that doesn't make any sense?!
Hey, we're roaches....we're not known for our timely insight
So here I sit in my cell
Wishing I could take it all back
If I had just not gotten up
For that late midnight snack
Wait....is that a tap, tap, tap
(You didn't think this was the end did you?)
As my hours getting late
A roach we'll call Chester
For anonymity sake
Told me to stop all that blubbering
I've come to break you out of here
I stood and we hugged
Which would be strange if it wasn't so weird
We slipped past room after room
With all kinds of parties inside
One thing you can say about roaches
They know how to have a good time
When we reached the surface
All I saw was blessed heavenly light
I went straight in and packed my bags
And gave the house to my Ex-Wife
(Okay, now it's the end!)
I pride myself on my deep poetic insight..
why...the speed of light?
sit...a moment please : )
cofcof...
each neural network dimensions time fractionally as
all...
be change and relative
nothings...
with respect times days passing without exact repeats
but...
that they are here then gone as all the tomorrows are
only...
absentees with respect present hourly relative differences
counted...
numbered as a/the being of something constant about times passing
topology...
where-in/on the being of a now is but as just some momentary bubble
image...
with spherical constants representing a depth in times passing
geometry...
andt upon the constant passing absences of tomorrows yesterdays
seconds...
todays are defined in terms of what remains consistent about the
leftovers...
the sediments so to speak caught in the eddies of the geometric flow as
images...
of reflected on and offs of atomic quanta reflected in eyes at a constant
speed...
called that of light with respect to the movements in our percieved
images...
stan sand
(sorry...no time for a re-read and corrections)
In unconsciousness, where shadows prance,
An elusive dream, a furtive trance,
Weaves its tendrils through my mind,
Lingering with longing I cannot find.
Evasive visions, forever out of reach,
Dreams like tomorrows never breach
Their resolve to never come into being,
Never see daylight, but do lie-in within, unseeing.
For when you chase and lure a dream,
To become reality, it fades and loses its gleam.
The closer you get, the more it alludes you,
Like a shadow, its only stuck on to you, with glue.
So cherish your dream as an allusive desire,
An elusive enigma, a destiny, to which you can aspire.
I start my day with the rising sun,
Got a lot of work before the day is done,
Back breaking and mind racing again,
I may stumble every now and then,
Tossed in the air with no direction,
Caught in the hand of Mercy with no protection,
Smacked back down and my shells' shattering,
Pick up the pieces while I'm drowning in them,
Glue them back with silence and pain
That's just me in the eye of a hurricane.
All these words in my head, only static when I speak,
I'm cracked like an egg, if you want to catch a peek,
Take your look inside, Wanna go for a ride?
Let's take a leap and go really deep,
Be wary of the things you find,
Grab your drink, weed and shrooms,
This is the ride of the undying bloom,
Enough of the gloom, bring on the hype,
Don't stop now cause you're seeing the light,
Keep on going through the dead of night,
Where Demons fly and Chaos reigns,
This is my mind as a hurricane.
These voices pulling me left and right,
Trying to tear my soul just to hear it cry,
Only to be met with screams and laughter,
Hidden are the fires of pleasure doused in the misery of pain,
Burning bright are the pillars of calamity,
Casting shadows down on all insanities,
Ripped away are friends and family replaced with insecurities,
Fighting on and on till the battle wanes,
This is my soul as a hurricane.
I'm keeping my feet on the ground, my head in the sky,
Fighting day and night, one step at a time,
Holding my ground as the wind whips by,
Keep my calm or let the storm rage,
Just dog ear and turn the page,
Let the sun set on this day, the moon rise on this night,
I got no fear for the day I die, All I can do is today,
And take yesterday's pain, make it tomorrows' gain,
When I'm living life in the eye of a hurricane.
He spoke so softly on that day
The day the darkness came my way
Caressed me with words right from the grave
The grave he dug to initially enslave.
He danced in the rain of childhood pain
Then spun a web of utter shame.
The race was on, the prize, all lies
Unknowingly, I was mesmerized.
Who could have thought these things were true
Falling in love with someone I never knew
Pure fiction plays on summer nights
Even fights were woven just so right.
Sucking the sanity through each new breath
Leaving me lifeless with nothing left
Feeding on fears and pounding on sorrow
Whispering words of no more tomorrows.
A Mirror of madness
Master of deception
Distorted my once clear perception.
A fallen solider drenched in blood
Blood from someone who could never love
Blood from someone who could never love!
By: Sabina Nicole
Snow is falling, Bells are ringing
Children gather,to go carol singing.
Men in the pub, drinking their beer,
While mother's are baking, it's that time of year.
Tomorrows the last day,to finish the shopping,
No time for rest,no time for stopping.
Hustle and bustle, shoulder to shoulder
Snow getting deeper, feeling colder and colder.
Nearly all ready, children bathed and all fed
Half an hour more,and they're going to bed.
I send them upstairs, excitement in the air.
Great to be young,and not have a care.
At last I can relax, with a coffee by the fire
Still a lot to do, before I can retire.
Presents to wrap, trifle to make,
At least I've already made"the Christmas cake"
The veg is all peeled and sat in the pan,
I didn't realize how tired I am.
We do it every year,at this hectic pace
But it's all been worthwhile,
For the smile on their face.
I can't promise to understand
the ways of the mind
and the ways we're entwined
with the people we love
There's a vine, so divine
It is there, if we want it~
It extends far beyond what we've known
There are people who claim
they can talk to the dead
Who have climbed through the haze
to find them~
There are people we've loved
who are no longer here
but they still warm our hearts, from above
They carry our burdens, and lighten our loads
They soften our sorrows, and straighten our roads
There are people we've loved
who are no longer here
who will help us see brighter
tomorrows~
Some things are entwined,
but they can't be explained,
yet proven times over, again
We are woven in life
by the strongest of vines
It is made out of love that has grown
It can climb to the stars
where our loved ones have gone~
Not a thing that you say
can deny it away
You may scoff, and not hear what I say
But a vine made of love
from my heart to the stars
is the one that I'll climb…..when I go~
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