"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.

[Colorado Brian]

I really enjoy what you've written here, and I tuned in as you read it on air. - Some day -, I just might call in myself.
Some day
:)

[Chris]

It IS what we do man!

[Einstein Noodle]

so melancholy .. universal and relates so easily .. bravo for not using the word jaded ;) not that its a bad word ... i was waiting for it and pleased i didn't find it .. what i like the most about this is the mixing of times .. and the very unique need for "A someday time…" ..it causes me to picture an innocent child overwhelmed with far to much past and present ..who in reality is an adult .. looking for a breath of air .. and the ability to dream .. big heavy sigh ... i was drawn in ... :{
E.

[Chris]

jadedjadedjadedjadedjaded.... wouldn't want to disappoint. Chuckling here, Hi E. I'm glad I held you and equally glad you heard. Take care man.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ..........

[Ana B.]

This is my favorite of yours... don't we all live by the rules of Someday? The hawk, the love and the reality...a gorgeous, thoughtfull blend.

[Chris]

Ana, I'm glad you found this one memorable... and that you paused.

[Saddam]

Its Great, for everyone who want own Someday.
great write, Sir.

[Chris]

Good to see you here Saddam...