Get Up

Howsoever dark or dismal, tough or tiresome the time maybe, the only remedy is to . . . get up.

                                                           

The day has stretched its sturdy limbs

For you, still weary from no sleep,

To pile your chores on it

The line is shining, waiting

For the sluggish housekeeper

To load the day’s linen on it

The rosy floret have bared their bosoms

For you to replenish your famished soul

The wind has blown

Yesterday’s dust off the trees

For you to hang new dreams on them

And merrily watch them swing

From morn to noon

And perchance, to mature at dusk.  

 

The sparkling drops of time

Are cascading around your feet

Don’t be plastic

Be sponge and soak in them

Hurry! Don’t let this day go unused

Who knows how much of it is yours

And how many hours will remember you

As a rover in their parallel lane?

Do stop over at this roadhouse

However scanty it may appear

The next stopover might not appear

For miles upon miles

Eat the humble meal while it sizzles

The night will soon consume the heat of one and all.

 

The day’s wheels are set to show its speed

And an encore is not in the offing

The blaring drumbeats heralding power

Will soon be silenced by tomorrow’s quiver

The lazy leaves that didn’t partake

In the wind’s parade

Lie bereft on the unnamed road

To be blown away in a trice

While the jaunty ones

Wear life’s tinkling trinket 

Around their souls

Their soles swiftly join the convoy of today’s fun

Today, with its earnest tenor and scorching sun

Is calling you to get up. 

Reviews

[Sudeep Mishra]

Beautiful lines. Nicely designed with tints of Creativity and calmness.

[Blossom]

Thanks, Sudeep, for reading and for the heartening comment. :-)

[justa335]

A delightful way of saying: when life throws you lemons, you make lemonade! :-) There are no inkpots to give, but I hope this will suffice...*sigh*

[Blossom]

Just a sigh (Justa sigh!) always suffices!! :-)
Thanks, Justa. I also need the 'when life throws lemons at you . . .' motivation.
I'm delighted that you found it delightful!

[Cherry Pepperweb]

Those daily chores and routines can often be a real comfort in life.
Some look for adventure, others stability.

[Blossom]

Thanks for reading and commenting, Cherry Pepperweb.
And some, for stable adventure! :-)
read moreThanks for reading and commenting, Cherry Pepperweb.
And some, for stable adventure! :-)
Well, adventure or no adventure, happy or glum, the sun's command to get up has to be complied with.

[Cherry Pepperweb]

Yes. That too! :)
You're welcome!

[Roland Petrov]

Like Nikos Kazantzakis, I often find enough beauty in a day to exclaim, "For this I have lived!" Your poem reminded me of this. Get up so that the day can be yours, and maybe you'll find the exclamation. If the day is particularly dismal, you can always pour some rum into your coffee.

[Blossom]

I agree with you: oft-times, the new day inspires me. The poem was written when I was (still am) experiencing a stressful and precarious situation. It's great to know that it has worked on two readers so far. Still waiting for it to completely pull me out of the current state of mind, though. Thanks for reading and commenting, Roland.

[Roland Petrov]

Both stressful and precarious? That calls for Irish whisky in your coffee. Whatever it is, Blossom, I wish you the best of luck.

[Blossom]

Thanks a tonne, my Jotty busddy! :-)

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Today, with its earnest tenor and scorching sun
Is calling you to get up....

I got refreshed after reading your beautiful lines....Very nice poem!

[Blossom]

Thanks a lot! After reading what the poem did to you, I smirked with a 'job done'! :-)

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Yes, its please reading the poem thanks a lot.