"Someday's Son..."

Presented on World Poetry Open Mic, 04/17/2015

Begins 01:29:30 into the file for those that want to hear.

 

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I am…

 

“Someday’s Son…”

 

I need a someday time -

You know the ones I mean?

Like when its maybe a mom that always says

the sun will reach down

and part your clouds… (and chuckling here)

and hell - it does -

even if just THAT once - it does!?

A someday time.

 

A time when dads still believe

In who they are and how to dream -

a someday time.

 

 

Someday…

Comes the morning -

and fingertips glisten-gleam

and everything feels warm and new.

The air enwraps with the softest scents,

and remembered smiles came as naturally too…

And it’s easy turning the pages of life’s book

as one by one the days flow

into lives so casually accepted.

Each chapter fresh,

paragraph after paragraph marking

the eves …coming as expected…

A someday time.

 

I need a someday time -

walked enough dark.

Marked Chapter and Verse.

Lived as the storms lost their glamor

And lightnings their sheen -

feeling a bit dog-eared and world-worn

You know what I mean?

A someday time.

 

Soldiers, sailors, “Semper FI” marines -

how will history record us and the places we’ve been.

A someday time…

 

And after comes the hawk,

and love wanders far.

Being real is all we are.

The pain …given and seen…

we’ve all got our walls now

that glisten ebony mean.

And in our minds are the words,

the sounds of days of nights

and the Dreams…

damn the dreams.

I need a someday time.

 

And the days tick and tick

and all the diamonds blinking

as thoughts fill the sky

and the stars keep falling one-by-one.

Here I sit and remember

Back and back and

back to what I never had…

 

Gawd, I needed a someday time.

 

Chris

Author's Note

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Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we all need a Someday Time....maybe some kind of interlude, a break from how it is, how it was, how it is going to be...because life just kind of happens...but there are those one of a kind events that make life interesting...maybe we long for more of those...

we promise ourselves, someday, someday, someday...
but as credence sang..."you better run fast you better run young, cause someday never comes"

[Chris]

J... you touched the meaning and the hope within this one.

[jesserose99]

i wish for you a someday time...and me too!! this is a lovely thought that one could have that. now i read all your poems aloud, certain things stick out to me...and this poem is no different. i love that about your poetry because it is like song of the spoken word. beautiful!

[Chris]

Voices are meant to be heard... and the tones speak volumes of the people within.

[Celie Rose]

Someday I'm gonna...someday I wanna. Unfortunately someday passes you by. Just doesn't happen. If I could have a someday, Oh the things I would do! You are a wonderful writer. Bravo!

[Doreen]

Ah, yes. My life has been paved with someday times.

[Chris]

we do that to ourselves...and wonder whys...

[Doreen]

We are the artists of our own canvas.

[Valentine]

Interesting take on what a lot of parents say to their kids. Someday you will wish. One day you will look back and be sorry you didn't those thoughts. Valentine

[....................]

are someday times pre-constructed and offered or are we meant to build them?... the early ones, with parents, siblings, family and friends, perhaps are granted freely (as often or seldom as they come) but what about when we are older?... granted, many are forgotten and yes, we are all 'Someday's Son[s]" and some of us keep dreaming for those moments when we know we are... great write and nice to hear a voice to accompany these words... thanks for posting the link!

[Stephany]

A someday when decisions are left to others or at least the really important ones. A someday when all that matters is what each of us wants. Just for one day, is it really that far out of reach. A someday when I stop to pause, I not only hear the music, but I feel it too.

[Emily B]

your voice is such a stirring comfort, sometimes I want to take it with me, wear it wherever I go

[Ruth]

Tangible...to reach into the needed at times is to pause and breathe and give comfort to the heart...even if it hasn't happened, find the moment we can believe it has and hold onto it, with conviction for it warms the cold days and gives yesterdays a fresh gloss...

[RomaJ]

First off, thank you for posting the time, I spent 10 minutes looking for it, before I saw your post lol

I am speechless, (I applaud you as well) listening to you read your poem, is a wonderful and emotional experience. Pure dreamy. You Had Me longing....hoping...for that...Someday time..very compelling and profound...just *sigh beautifully written. Beautifully read.

[RomaJ]

First off, thank you for posting the time, I spent 10 minutes looking for it, before I saw your post lol

I am speechless, (I applaud you as well) listening to you read your poem, is a wonderful and emotional experience. Pure dreamy. You Had Me longing....hoping...for that...Someday time..very compelling and profound...just *sigh beautifully written.