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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46 thoughts on “The Next Day: A Poem

  1. Roxi St. Clair

    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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  2. Red

    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 ❤ xxx

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  3. Charron's Chatter

    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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  4. Aquileana

    / Christy /

    Love the temporal game here… Times flows indeed… Today is almost yesterday and today is very close to become tomorrow.. It is pretty complex topic indeed …

    St Augustin wrote: “What about those two times, past and future: in what sense do they have real being, if the past no longer exists and the future does not exist yet? As for the present time, if that were always present and never slipped away into the past, it would not be time at all; it will be eternity.”…

    I particularly like the first and the third stanzas because we can see clearly those juxtaposed times all playing at the same board…

    “You told me to love today / And now today is past and/Tomorrow falls at my feet”… &

    “It’s tomorrow, you know /And my mind lays in the past”.

    The last stanza highlights the feelings of that moment in the past when “he decided she would not be his tomorrow”… I found these last verses really stirring and deeply sad as they are followed by regrets & sorrows…

    But as “that old tomorrow” is already in the “past kingdom”…
    Well then… we must move forward in order to reach and embrace a new (to)day, which is actually “now” and “here”…

    Sometimes when we remember the past we may have the sensation that the future tends to repeat it… As if our lives were a Museum of great novelties rising from dark past days…

    I understand that but I do believe that after all, as the song says: “The fundamental things apply as time goes by”… So let ´s be within time let´s learn from time experiences, as we are also made of time…

    Sending you love in the present shape of time; (even when you´ll get it in the future)…

    Aquileana 🙂

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Oh, I’m glad you were able to read this poem and to offer even more insights for it. Time is so complex, yet we rarely pay much attention to it (unless we are upset with it, for going by so quickly!).

      Mr Sinatra comes to share his ideas of time too – let’s get dancing, shall we?

      Tomorrow, today, yesterday… they are part of our memories and within the one brain… let’s live in the present moment, for it is all we really have. Oh wait, we do have Pinterest too! xxoo

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      1. Aquileana

        Yes I know the song from the movie Casablanca, sung by Sinatra…

        And, as we know well: “Sinatra is always present” (Meaning: here & now in the “present” )…

        Okay, let´s dance then (…)…

        There will be time, there will be time/
        To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet/
        And time for all the works and days of hands/
        That lift and drop a question on your plate/
        Time for you and time for me/
        ( “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock”. By T. S. Eliot )

        (And indeed there will be time for pinterest too)…

        I am virtually hugging you; Christy;

        Aquileana 😉

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        1. Christy Birmingham Post author

          Good Shakespeare quote that you link to here – the beginning is the start of the end, and the end is only the beginning for someone who believes in the after-life process…. Dancing and smiling, I am. xx

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