28/01/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
The clock ticks incessantly
Marking the passage of time
In meaningless fashion
When one day runs into the next
And the weeks don’t matter
Nor the months that drag.
Before you know it
A year has gone by
Without contact with loved ones
Half a world away
Except though the magic
Of an internet connection.
How long will this fugue state last,
Where motivation must be intrinsic
And dedication to routine
Sometimes goes out the window
Because it’s easier to just exist
Than to be functional?
What even is time
That it must rule over us
In such a nondescript manner
That we can’t quite put a finger on it
Yet it follows us relentlessly
From the day we are born?
Time is a prison
Built from all our yesterdays
Making a wall around us
And forcing us to work
Toward a wispy tomorrow
That may never be realised.
Showing posts with label today. Show all posts
Showing posts with label today. Show all posts
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Friday, January 15, 2021
Today
16/01/2021 - Poem a Day Compilation
Today is the first day of the rest of my …
Oh, who am I kidding?
It’s one of those self-help lines
That gets trotted out
By enthusiastic people
Trying to make some kind of lasting change
In an instant.
That’s not how it works.
Today is when you make a decision.
Today doesn’t erase the past
Or the lessons you are supposed to learn
From all those mistakes you made.
Today doesn’t transform you
From the person you were
Into the person you imagine you’d like to be.
Today is when you imagine.
Today is when you look in the mirror
And tell yourself
You’re better than you used to be,
You’re stronger than you were,
You’re capable of doing the things
That you’ve always wanted to do.
So today is THE day,
And so is tomorrow,
And the day after that,
And all the days next week,
Next month, next year.
You only get one first day,
And this isn’t it,
But it’s as good a day as any
To call that friend,
To send that card,
To draw that sketch,
To write that poem.
You’ll never have another today
Quite like the one you have right now
So, grab it with both hands
And make it your day.
Because every day you have is yours
To change and be better
Or to make the world better
For someone else in your life
That deserves the very best of you.
So
What are you going to do?
What are you going to do with all of your todays?
Today is the first day of the rest of my …
Oh, who am I kidding?
It’s one of those self-help lines
That gets trotted out
By enthusiastic people
Trying to make some kind of lasting change
In an instant.
That’s not how it works.
Today is when you make a decision.
Today doesn’t erase the past
Or the lessons you are supposed to learn
From all those mistakes you made.
Today doesn’t transform you
From the person you were
Into the person you imagine you’d like to be.
Today is when you imagine.
Today is when you look in the mirror
And tell yourself
You’re better than you used to be,
You’re stronger than you were,
You’re capable of doing the things
That you’ve always wanted to do.
So today is THE day,
And so is tomorrow,
And the day after that,
And all the days next week,
Next month, next year.
You only get one first day,
And this isn’t it,
But it’s as good a day as any
To call that friend,
To send that card,
To draw that sketch,
To write that poem.
You’ll never have another today
Quite like the one you have right now
So, grab it with both hands
And make it your day.
Because every day you have is yours
To change and be better
Or to make the world better
For someone else in your life
That deserves the very best of you.
So
What are you going to do?
What are you going to do with all of your todays?
Sunday, August 16, 2020
The News Today
23/07/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
I couldn’t face the news today.
I couldn’t stand another moment.
Too many lies spewing from mouthpieces.
Too many warriors left ignored.
I didn’t want to see the pictures.
I didn’t want to read the heartache.
There is far too little joy to be had.
There is far too much misery shown.
My heart breaks at every story.
My heart bleeds for the injustice.
No more tears shall stain my cheeks.
No more clenched fists every night.
We cannot continue this way.
We cannot remain part of the problem.
Tonight, I will hug my child tight.
Tonight, I will read in my bed.
When my mind is at ease I may return.
When my heart is healed, I will be whole.
I couldn’t face the news today.
I couldn’t stand another moment.
Too many lies spewing from mouthpieces.
Too many warriors left ignored.
I didn’t want to see the pictures.
I didn’t want to read the heartache.
There is far too little joy to be had.
There is far too much misery shown.
My heart breaks at every story.
My heart bleeds for the injustice.
No more tears shall stain my cheeks.
No more clenched fists every night.
We cannot continue this way.
We cannot remain part of the problem.
Tonight, I will hug my child tight.
Tonight, I will read in my bed.
When my mind is at ease I may return.
When my heart is healed, I will be whole.
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