A wide open door
birds fill the trees
with chirps and song
a dog barks in the neighbourhood
a car shushes past
Fernando plays on the radio
backed by gentle strum of a lute
the aroma of barbecue drifts
trees wave in the wind
clouds ride high and thin ~
today was once a tomorrow.
“Finish each day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Learn from it… tomorrow is a new day.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson, essayist
(1803 ~1882)
I’m not getting anywhere
on this quest to
find the words.
Words that sing,
that have meaning,
that wake me up.
They lie dormant
in their little beds
only wanting to rest.
So I will acquiesce and let them be
~ after I have finished this poem
and said good night.
“Of your unspoken words you are the master;
of your spoken word the servant;
and of your written word the slave.”
~ Quaker proverb
Tomorrow is a day
I will never have to remember
for when the stars welcome it
with that gossamer shift
from tomorrow to today, there is
a whisper of hope for the future.
“If you’ve got a today, don’t wear it tomorrow.
Tomorrow never happens it’s all the same day.”
~ Janis Joplin, singer
(1943 - 1970)
