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The Next Day: A Poem

Time Slip?

(spratmackrel, CC BY-SA 2.0, via flickr)

 

Have you ever noticed that things can change, quickly, before you are ready for the results of those changes? Today I am thinking about time, adjustments, and poetry.

Here is a bundle to share:

The Next Day

You told me to love today,

And now today is past and

Tomorrow falls at my feet like a wet dog -

Ready to shake itself dry

But only at the expense of those who still stand nearby.

 

You are no longer here,

Like a shadow that breaks away,

With you doing the breaking

And me standing with stale bread -

Wondering when the wishbone shows up for the meal.

 

It’s tomorrow, you know,

(Do you know?)

And my mind lays in the past

Without the comfort of a pillow

Or blanket,

Without your musky scent in the air of my bedroom.

 

Take me back to the day you decided that

I would not be your tomorrow,

And warn me of the changes to come -

I promise I will clean up after myself

If only I know which moment you will step

And that your step will be without me.

 

©2013 Christy Birmingham

 

Do you know what will be your tomorrow?

This is christyb playing around with concepts of time.

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About Christy Birmingham

Christy is a freelance writer who sends out Kapows of social media, business and technology. She owns Poetic Parfait, an online community for poetry, music and inspiration.

42 Responses »

  1. This is nice Christy :)

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  2. Beautiful…I love the image of the wet dog…I can really relate to that!

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  3. Excellent writing! Especially love the line: “Tomorrow falls at my feet like a wet dog – Ready to shake itself dry” also “And me standing with stale bread – Wondering when the wishbone shows up for the meal.”…………… very expressive!

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  4. Excellent and reminds me of some failed past relationships I had and how I felt after them. Really beautiful and I too loved the wet dog line :)

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  5. Brought tears to my eyes, especially “Take me back to the day you decided that

    I would not be your tomorrow…” Beautiful and heartbreaking.

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  6. Oh dear, a little sad, but so well-written. Wonderful work, Christy.

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  7. Beautiful poem and loved the metaphor of the wet dog…

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  8. A poignant, sensitive poem, Christyb…beautiful sadness, it speaks to me of the past. So well done, my friend. “:) ~ R

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  9. Hi Christy… touching, endearing, thoughtful and yes important… love this

    Special hugs fro over the big rocks

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  10. beautiful indeed, Christy!

    I wish I knew my tomorrow…lol

    however, I try to be pleasant to make my tomorrow bright…cheers!

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  11. Even if I did know what tomorrow would bring, I doubt I would change the depth with which I do anything, including love. Very excellent imagery in this one, Christy <3 xxx

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  12. Christy–each one of these stanzas has a “gem” in them. From the wet dog of tomorrow shaking itself dry at your feet (at your friends; expense) to the breaking (of stale bread) switching out the who (and thing!) that breaks, to the stale unscented air, to the embodiment of the tomorrow you won’t be. Wow. Any one of these 4 sentiments (and expressions) is enough to carry the poem, and here you have 4. One of your best yet! :)

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  13. This is nice Christy!Thank you for this gift!

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  14. I greet and wish you a successful new week!

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  15. Awesomely awesome – as are all your poems. You’ve got such a way with words!

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  16. You are using such great imagery I love this one Christy.

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  17. I so love your poetry Christy and Things certainly change very quickly especially when like me you are in catch up mode! :-)

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  18. i can relate to some failed love affairs and how i felt after, breaking up to me is so hard to do
    you have so much talent

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  19. you have a amazing way with words great write

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  20. I like poetry, and I like this site! I am looking forward to reading more of your work!

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  21. Quite a sad undertone but at the same time very beautiful! Love the ‘wet dog’ analogy … so life! :-)

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