Breaking through barriers,
Is scarier than I thought,
Terrified by what they taught me,
I bought into the version you see,
Afraid of my own reality,
When really it is my entity,
Creating what I believe to be,
Dictating a story in the making,
Indicating the direction I'm taking
Shaking off an old way of being,
Breaking the barriers I'm seeing,
Fleeing a feeling of needing,
Seeding a whole new crop,
Believing I'm already on top,
Popping the cap,
Closing the gap,
The trap is set,
Snapping into action,
Creating a distraction,
Just to gain traction,
The satisfaction is mine,
I know I'm Divine,
Creating my own Timeline,
Shining brighter then before,
More and more barriers show,
I eliminate their shadows,
Illuminating better tomorrows.
Yesterday is already old history
Let's rewrite how today's events will unfold
Together we can create magic
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
(a poem in Haiku and Senryu)
Draw a stick figure
future - sadly diminished
and chaos ransomed.
Paint the landscape
with the sweltering glare
of global warming.
Add micro-plastic
and forever chemical
flavorings to taste.
Come share this
with me - let kisses heal and
soft whispers inflame.
Some locks need two keys
to open, some heavens can
be reached by mortals.
.
.
A song for this:
All Gone Away by The Style Council
Within my joy there is no hidden sorrow
No sense in mixing opposites I see
Don’t want to rediscover gone tomorrows
I’m superficial, from the signs of depth I flee
Knowing that troubles could be easily incurred
In magic of the nature I’m involved
It saves my time, and helps me to endure
The anxieties of this deceptive world
To swim beyond the buoys is not for me
When splashes of the tide awash this land
I’m there with my wine to watch the sea
It writes away some wave marks in the sand.
No need for broken records,
Soon yesterday's news,
We must stay resolved,
To practice our hocus pocus,
For goodness' sake,
Prayers for peace unite,
Champions, reach for the stars,
Building better tomorrows,
To young, we pass the baton,
But still alive and kicking!
the two of us being broken and damaged
we've picked up the pieces
dusted ourselves off
stood up and decided
to put up a good front
with what's left of our courage
somewhat recovered from the hurt
we're still fragile
yet parade our determination
not giving up
hand in hand
envisioning a future
where love is soothing
and togetherness the way forward
AP: 1st place 2025, Honorable Mention 2024
today upon an endless trail
that seems endless going straightly on
though there are traps hidden upon
into which I stumble every one
and nights do fall with fearful dread
of dreams that tear it into shreds
visions of that which I do fear
and that which I cannot understand
awaken I in deep of night
fearing that which I cannot recall
shadows flowing whispering words
of things known within the night
light of day brings nothing new
and all colors muted gray
and before me nothing lies
in the dawning of morning light
just continuing going on
footsteps endlessly as before
no other paths on which to turn
allowing me from this one to flee
I do long of other lands
and of castles that might be
that somehow tomorrow might
be a place that I might find
flights of fancy I do have
and dreams of what yet might be
that somehow I might find
upon a tomorrow that never is
This is the moment I have waited for
My whole life,
In just a few hours from now I will become your
Partner, your confidant your wife.
For so long I’ve waited for this day to come,
And yet for all these years somehow
I’ve known you were the one.
Chosen for me so long ago,
You were the one to make our
Lives become one.
And now with your hand in mine I feel our
Journey has just begun,
We will boldly face today all our tomorrows and beyond
A simple musing about a broken heart
There are no tomorrows when the day is long
and filled with sadness
there is only the slow counting of tears that fall never ending
onto the wet palms of lamination
where the weeping heart yearns for yesterday
that was lost to the empty heart of today
and causes time to be an unbearable purgatory
of tortuous emotions
that washed away the beauty
that once filled the eyes the heart the soul
this trinity lies in a state of mortification
and discontent
wanting to be buried in a ground of hopelessness
that comes with a broken heart
The mist of time unravels
As people slam gravels
Making a piece of history disappear
Does it not make you fear
The time of no past is here
You do not like how it was two hundred years ago
So you make a big show
How unfair
Does not anyone care
The past paints an ugly picture of us
So let's all make a fuss
We can make it go away
Now even the past is not here to stay
Not even today
The past is something we earned
Just to watch it burn
Burn every book
Before we can have a look
Yesterday was our education on how things should not be today
We have changed our way
By learning from what we did wrong
Time moves along
You hide the past
The future will not last
Will fade out fast
Our high and our low
Lets people today know
Where not to go
What we was is not who we are
Like most pain we may carry some scar
Let the past be
So people may see
The best way to go
Learn what time has to show
Helps with the onward flow
So our future does not become the past
So all our tomorrows.....
.. will last..
Tomorrows Bells
David J Walker
It’s nature’s way of warnings
The chirping’s and howling’s
And tolling’s of bells
Clouds gatherings
And scatterings of
Of aberrant feelings
That dwells
In the late-night starlight
And the variant paths to
The various Heavens and Hells
The lines and their moving’s
In contractions and swells
The heart knows what
Comes and goes
In the dark tolls
Of tomorrows bells
We should live our life for today
Without worrying about tomorrow
Yesterday has gone.
Taking away that day's joys and sorrows
Tomorrow is a mystery
A day yet to unfold
We may not see tomorrow,
Especially if we are old.
Tomorrow never comes
That is not true
Wherever we dwell tomorrow,
Our tomorrows will continue.
Bite Size no 68 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
Honorable Mention
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Forget about yesterdays…
Worry not about tomorrows…
Learn how to live in the present,
To make your life highly pleasant.
Sticking to this precept, my son,
Life’s battles, the great have won.
Leftover Tomorrows
Not just the yin and yang of life
Not just the perplexed and entangled
Not even the esoterically amplified deviations
Just the oxymoron nature of the beast
It’s the fashion of ascending and escaping
Of falling into the voids of the heart
When love transcends into emptiness
Our minds form designs to abstract
To gain wisdom teased from agony
From wakeful weaving of earthly plights
A roller coaster of leftover tomorrows
Inverse our perception of dancing tonight
When the sun arises in the morning above the pristine snow
and the stillness of the silence brings the panting deer ahead
When the heaven laden trees of winter slices heaven's glow
I know for sure that you will be there, in all of my tomorrows
When the train has bridged the miles across the forest glades
and the January snowflakes have swiveled through the air,
like a thousand glistening diamonds, I will venture into safety
with the knowledge that you'll be there, in all of my tomorrrows
When winter turns to spring and then to softer June
I will wait inside this garden where all the flowers bloom
with the fragrance of her damask you will know that I was there
and you'll be certain of my presence, in all of your tomorrows,
In all of our tomorrows, we'll be there.
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